That picture of us, makes me wanna laugh and cry. it's disgustingly beautiful. the turn of my head, the crookedness of your glasses. My eyes. your smile. I took the picture, because i wanted something that said it was legit. But us is what made me wanna get over it. I couldn't choose. I couldn't decide who i wanted to lose. him or you.
But wit him i was scared. That I'll get hurt, before i even figure who i wanted to be there.
Why do i care that I lost you, when I'm the one that wanted to lose you. This new girl, does she make you moan with just her kiss? Does she harass you? why do i care about this? You see! you see what you did to me. I hate everything about you, why do i still love you? tell me why. why i can't seem to get you out of my dreams at night. why i can see us so clear that day in the rain, but can't even stand to see you, for fear of pain by sight. you used to kiss my neck so softly, you was the only boyfriend that held me when i cried, i'm sorry i lied, and i chose him over you twice. i never meant to hurt you, just i was confused and you was too perfect, you see. you was just to perfect for me, thas why.
