educated fool with money on my mind

Don’t bring up the past of a person who is trying to improve their future

I’m kinda missing love Kinda missing you Kinda missing us

You really fucked me up, you know that? I constantly type messages and go to press send, and then remember you don’t actually care. I constantly looked down your street everytime I drive by in case I see the tiniest bit of you, even though I know you wouldn’t do the same. I constantly look at photos of us and remind myself of memories, and I know that you wouldn’t dare to even think of them. I constantly remember every detail about you from your blue eyes to your horrible laugh, and you don’t even give me a second thought. That’s the difference between me and you, that was always the difference between me and you. I treasured every possible moment I could because I thought it was forever, you didn’t because you thought of me as an object that would pass time.

you might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the other loves irrelevant

So I guess this is how this ends; No more sad songs, No more crying, No more ‘accidental’ “sorry, wrong person” texts, I will begin to learn how to be okay without you, I will teach myself how to listen to our song without crying, No matter what it takes, I will get over you. So I guess this is how it ends for good this time, No encore, No second chances, Not again.

There are all kinds of addicts, I guess. We all have pain. And we all look for ways to make the pain go away.

I know exactly how that is. To love somebody who doesn’t deserve it. Because they are all you have. Because any attention is better than no attention.