no one ever tries hard enough to fight for me. Usually I’m the one doing the fighting. I’m the one putting in effort and trying to save something that might not even be there to begin with. Countless of times people just give up halfway. Why? Is it because of me? Was I not enough? These questions roaming free in the back of my mind. Over and over again, the same routine, the same situation that keeps coming back and resurfacing. Yet even with the amount of times it reoccurs, I still hold no answer.
Why would you play a girl who chose you over every other guy? Why would you want to hurt someone who did nothing wrong to you? Why would you want to hurt someone when all they want is to be with you? Listen to me right now. If you chase two rabbits, you end up losing both dude.
Sorry for what exactly? Sorry for making me feel like nothing? Sorry for making me cry? Sorry for making me wonder every day what I did wrong? Sorry for just leaving me out of no where? Sorry for just waking up and deciding to walk out of my life? Sorry for getting bored and just leaving? Sorry for pretending to care? Sorry for making me think I actually had a chance? You’re sorry? I don’t know why you’re apologizing. I’m sorry for getting my hopes up.
Being on the phone with them, talking about what’s currently on your mind and just ending up laughing at the most pointless things. Struggling to stay up, but not letting them know how immensely tired you are cause you don’t want the conversation to end. I just find it cute when someone takes the time to stay up just to talk to me. Just the fact that you had someone to keep you company at night is what makes late night phone calls unforgettable.