Saturday, December 5, 2009

to the boy who blocked his own shot.

you're awful, i adore you.
i scream to get out of my life as i cling onto you with all my strength.
you're the most masochistic thing i've ever done, by far.
you bring me down so low i swear i feel like i'm already six feet under.
i fucking hope the thought of his hands all over my body made your stomach turn.
and i hope when i'm gone you realize what you've lost. 
we could've had everything.
but instead, we have nothing.
and never will.

so call it quits or get a grip.


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