Not really, cause I don't rap, but I'm gonna write about the week.
Sunday. Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday. Work. (enough said about that.)
Monday, I asked if you'd be my date to junior semi. You asked when and where. So I told you.
No response.
Tuesday, I say just let me know by Friday if you're gonna come with me.
No response.
Thursday night, I ask if I'm buying 1 ticket or 2.
No response.
Friday morning- Looks like one then, I say.
No response.
You know what bugs me? When people just drop out of each other's lives with no explanation as to why, it kinda makes you feel like shit, ya know?
No response to that either.
Which means you really just don't care.
What you don't realize is that you have sunken me down into that hole that I was in four years ago, that took me over four years to get out of.
I'm sorry but I don't have four years to waste on you.
Get off your high horse, give me some respect, and just tell me that you want nothing to do with me.
It'd be a lot easier that way...
But until then, I'm going to dream of the time when things were good and realize that they never will be again because I was never good enough for you, apparently.
I gave you my whole heart, I opened up to you, I told you things I would have never said to anyone else. And you blocked me out.
You built me up to break me down.
After you promised that you'd help keep me happy- so that I wouldn't go back to my old ways.
What kind of person breaks a promise like that?
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