Just when I’m about to forget about you.Life finds some way to bring you back. Can life just stop ******** with me already? Are we supposed to be together or not?
Caring only leaves you hurt and isn’t it ironic how you care in order for other people not to get hurt, but you’re the one that always ends up broken? ******** it. I don’t care any more.
After so many times you would think it would be easy to forget about someone right? I mean I’ve had to do it so many times in the past. My heart should be used to it by now. But no. As soon as they say hi, I smile back. After a long period of not replying, when they finally do, I answer right away. I keep telling myself to be stronger but a part of me doesn’t want to listen: my stubborn heart. It’s either you’re really special or I’m
just really dumb. Or both.
I forgive too easily. That’s the problem. I know forgive and forget is the way it’s supposed to be. But the problem is I forget how much I got hurt the first time and just give that person a second chance without even thinking. Then I get hurt again, unsurprisingly, and just die a little every time. Truth is, everyone is going to hurt you at one point. Maybe that’s why I just let things slide, but it’d be nice to meet someone who will try their best not to ******** me over. It’d be nice to meet someone I wouldn’t have to forgive because they wouldn’t hurt me in the first place …
I’m not avoiding you because I don’t want to talk to you. It’s because I honestly think you’re better off without me. Every time we talk, I feel like I have the potential of ******** up, and that’s what I usually do. I love talking to you. It makes me feel happier, but your happiness is more important to me than mine. As long as there’s a smile on your face, I’ll be fine. I’d like it if you hit me up, but if you don’t want to, if it’s better off that way, I guess I’ll be okay.
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