Change. It's not something that happens in a blink of an eye, doesn't travel at the speed of light, and nothing you can say will make it differ. you say that your a changing man, plans are easier explained than done. that's all it is, a plan. its like when your in high school and you start a band with your friends but the farthest it ever gets is open mic night at a smoothie shack. why did i change you might ask. i didn't change, just sick and tired of you promising me to do all these amazing things and we'll ride in a carriage as the sun sets over the horizon. i have a boyfriend, so why even try? even if i was unattached, your fantasy wouldn't become a reality. its time for me to start living and as long as your around i might as well be a cadaver. no offense, i mean i just love how you call me stupid, worthless, and a few other words that i don't need to mention. you had your chance once before then you went and messed it up because i wasn't up to your standards as far as age goes. one year, one grade, a thousand hearts broken by the infamous m.w. Did i ever thank you for totally messing up my heart, brain, and life? remind me next time, oh wait, there isn't going to be a next time. I'm brushing off my knees and getting up off the ground that you kindly pushed me onto. I don't think it takes that much effort to just leave me alone and stop calling me, but I'm lying. I kind of like it when you text me and say "hey". I need to teach myself to vomit at the thought of receiving a text message from thee. you told me to move on and i did then you get mad when i don't exactly want you when you change your poor excuse for a mind. Don't treat me the same as those girls, don't treat me any different either. When you see me you act as if I'm just some girl waiting for my pizza in the lunch line, well your wrong. I don't like pizza.
remember, change doesn't happen. (not in your world anyway)
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