The Conversation

you’re a bastard for just walking away without even trying. i put so much of my time into making you happy, bending myself into whatever you needed. did you ever once stop and think about doing that for me? god, our relationship was a fucking joke. i wish i never asked you out. or maybe i just wish you never said yes.

and still… i hate this. i hate that i still want you back. i still miss you. i still picture you just falling back into my arms like none of this happened.