I loved you. Wait, loved? What am I talking about? I love you. But
you did a lot to me. You said a lot to me that I will never forget.
And we aren't even together and somehow you are still managing
on hurting me. I was the only one who listened to your problems.
The only one who cared about you. But you said those things. You
constantly said those things and I couldn't take it anymore. I
had to end it. I told you I wanted nothing to do with you but then
I said we could be just friends. I should of remembered how that
always works. I was okay. U was hurt but I didn't cry. We
didn't talk again that whole day. You looked like you moved on.
You really moved on. You were saying how you were hooking up with
girls. I feel like a joke. I'm home as I read that crying cause
I thought you were as upset as I was. I just want to tell you how I
feel. I can't stop crying as you're with those girl. I feel
sick to my stomach. I feel like a joke.