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You told me you were always going to be there for me That you’re always available to talk You’re the first person I’m able to open up to in years Why do you have to go and fuck it all up? I open up Spilling out the words I never thought would leave my thoughts

i know the end it's the same as it always is lack of calls lack of response the feeling of despair creeps back up again i'll just say goodbye now it won't change how bad it's going to hurt

oh how i wish to write you a ballad to profess my unwavering, faithful love for you it would be comparable to the greats to be taught in a high school english class but even if i did write it, you would never see it i could never show you for the feelings i feel are one-sided unrequited so it will simply sit in this journal never to see the light of day

there is a saying, "to be loved is to be known." you never remembered anything about me i remembered every small little detail about you to be loved is to be known yet i should have known you didn't love me

I contradict myself. I want you to reach out, relishing in the thought that you too, think about me. But you did. In that moment, I was sad, and I wished you never did. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Why?

Oh how I wish you would reach out. You’d tell me you miss me and update me on your life. You’d ask about mine. We’d stay up all night just texting, like we used to. It would be like I never left. But I know that won’t happen, you don’t care enough. You NEVER cared about me.

Said you're not looking for romance, but hell If you were you say it would be with me Just not the time for you to start anything I guess I'll take the consolation prize But what the fuck was that look your eyes?