And I hate everything.
I need you to be there for me when I reach my low points.
Whether or not there’s anything you can do about my situation,
It’s not the hardest thing in the world to make me just feel better.
Even if only for a little while. The little things really count.
I remember them.
But instead you had to go ignore me and blow me off for a month.
I don’t care HOW MUCH it pisses you off for me to rant about how much it bugs me.
I’m so THROUGH pretending it doesn’t matter or hurt.
I have more important things to deal with than another stupid boy.
Doing the same stupid shit.
I’ve heard it and had it all before and don’t think for ONE SECOND I won’t turn my back on you just as quickly if you give me a good enough reason to.
You already broke my heart, and had nothing to say about it.
You know what? I’ve recovered.
I’ve had plenty practice picking myself up from a broken heart.
But you’re walking on SUCH thin ice with me right now.
I refuse to let some stupid boy make a fool of me anymore.
I know what I want, and I know what I need.
If you can’t give that to me, I’m gonna have a hard time believing this could ever work.