Aside from what I've felt in the past, that was the first time someone EVER said that to me.
Maybe that was the hook,
And I've been stuck ever since them.
Things have changed a lot the past three months.
I'm glad.
It's been MOSTLY changes for the better.
But what the fuck?
Why did I let him in?
He fucked everything up. So much.
Beyond anything I could do on my own.
And looking back to things said before this..
How the hell did I know what was going to become of me?
Was I psychic?
Or did I choose my fate right then.
It makes me really wonder.
How would things be like if I hadn't predicted that?
That stupid, chilly night, staring at the stars with you.
Why did I have to do that?
Why couldn't I have known there was going to be another boy.
A much more kind, caring, and respectable boy.
Why did I have to hold on to that feeling for so long?
I have no fucking clue.
I don't even know why I had to go back and read that.
Why did I?
Oh right.
I was reminiscing.
If you can call looking back at the past and hurting reminiscing..
The angel is at bay, but she's whispering horrible, cruel things to me.
Let's see how long I can keep her away.
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