I know your thinking wow talk about exaggerating much
But its not, he walked into my life, no he didn't walk into my life he full on hit me like a sand storm
Does he know what he does to me, no he doesn't, do I know what he does to me, not really.
While I was thinking it was fine,I was getting played, strung along like I was just some naïve high school girl.
The shaking came fast and unexpected, raking up and down my body, tiers streaming painting my face in black streaks,
This all a new feeling to me, new and no where close to enjoyable. The need to scream out in frustration, anger, and sadness but I hold it together brushing it all away, pushing everyone back.
I never have been one to let others see me break to not have control over the one thing I truly should myself, so I walk away like always. I hear from him hour after hour the sorry not meaning much, promises not meaning anything at all. I can't take it I remove the battery just to keep myself slightly sasane.
The missing him kicks in quick and everything I do to get him off my mind doesn't work, I want to talk to him but I can't let him in like I did cause if I get hurt again it could be worse than last time.
Can I handle the damage it'll cause or will it be worse