techno_ballerina

I need to stop wearing my heart on my sleeve. Seriously. She always tells me she's going to call...and I wait by the phone and hope she will call, even to tell me she's just thinking about me, or wondering what's going on. But she never calls.

I try to convince myself that I have let her go...but I bet if she called, I'd right away offer to do something; rather than telling her to fuck off and that I don't owe her any favors - like I really should.

She hasn't been the only person though...there's been plenty of other people, too. You see, it's a curse to fall in love. Once I start loving someone, I can never fall out. It doesn't matter how bad they hurt me, I will most likely never stop loving them.

I'm a sick person...because I know she's probably hanging out with "fun" people who will probably lose interest in her in a few weeks. I guess she never found me to be "fun" since my idea of a good time was never drinking/doing drugs/smoking weed/fucking anonymous men.

God...I still have so much growing to do.