September 18, 2012

Hopes

You say that you're here for me but you aren't actually here. When I need you the most you go running. I've given you so many tries and I'm tired of getting my hopes up so I'm done. I am going to forget about you, how you made me feel, everything. I'll get to the point where when I do see you, it won't mean anything to me. Until that day comes, every time I see you, it will hurt like hell.

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