Hello Heartbreak.
I've had my heart broken three times.
The first time was when you told me that you wished it had been you who had been killed in that accident and not your friend.
The second time was when you failed to tell me about your new girl friend when you were making out with me on the weekends.
The third time was when you failed to tell me that you were sleeping with her.
You asked me tonight if I would ever consider being with you again. Of course I said yes, and of course that was a lie. I think that the fact that you cheated on your girlfriend (with me) says a lot about your character. If you would do that to her, do you really think that I'd be stupid enough to let you do the same to me? (Hello heartbreak #4).
I'm certain that I was in love with you, but I hate who you've become. I hate how you belittle me, how you lie to me, how you take me for granted, how you expect me to love you after all the hell you've put me through.
You really don't get it. You don't get that I'll never look at you the same way that I used to. You don't get why I won't kiss you (I won't be the other girl). You don't get why I don't say "i love you" anymore. Actually, you don't even notice, do you?
I wonder if she knows what you're thinking. I wonder if you know what you're thinking.
