6.11.2009

goodbye.


Everytime I see you,
you look at me as if you want something more,
like you're seeking some sort of a reaction.
The honest truth -- I don't give a shit.
You did exactly what I wanted you to do,
I wanted you to prove all of my friends right so I could go back to be loyal to them,
I wanted you to fuck up and that's exactly what you did.
so thanks, for making what I wanted to do so much easier.
we both know I'm no good at hurting people.
I'm not gonna beg for your attention the way you want me to.
I'm not gonna run after you, I'm not gonna text you every five minutes, I'm not gonna look in your direction.
Cause for once you made me happy.
I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye,no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die.