2.20.2011
I just reread the blog you kept
The one where all you talked about was me
How much you missed me
How much you loved me
How much you couldn’t wait to start our life together
I literally have been laughing since I stopped reading
What bullshit
You were so full of shit, even back then.
The last post stuck with me
Not because you said that you couldn’t bear it if I left you
But because I remember the moment I read that for the first time
That was the first time I felt contempt towards you
I was sitting on my bed
in my small room in London
reading that last sentence over and over
getting angrier with you
thinking what kind of person says that
the girls from the movies?
the ones who cant live without the men in their lives?
it's pathetic on screen
it's pathetic in real life.
i was so turned off to you
jumping back to the present
that same laughter escaped my lips only a few moments ago
this time in finding out you blocked me on facebook
i don't think its possible to be more immature
i'm just glad i don't have to look at your face anymore.
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