you gave me that smile and said "stay for a while"
knowing full well i was going to fall.
dropping everything just to see your face
feel your kiss and your embrace,
the summer was the best.
riding shotgun all the time.
i loved you,
i loved you like you were mine.
i feel sick now. almost everyday.
to most it was just a mistake and
"you just need to get over it"
but to me. its everyday.
the way your hair felt when i braided it.
the way you made me stay up every night
i was under your spell.
but hey, guess what?
youre an asshole. youre a douche bag. youre a poor excuse for a man.
because no one should ever treat someone the way you treated me.
i hope my thoughts and dreams no longer haunt me, but come to haunt you instead.
and after all is said and done.
i still care for your well being.
and want you to be happy.
'sigh
