Don’t think of it

Forget it

Let it go

Walk away don’t give it words

Tumbling dropping falling

Hah

Someone help me

Haha

I know I know no one knows I can’t go crying

But I did it to myself so can’t I complain?

I cannot can I?

If he knew what I was thinking he’d cringe and think

That’s so gross

But he was happy in the fantasy until I realised I was doing it and crushed it as quickly as possible and fled the area

When I cried for help he was on the other end

Waiting for the call

My Christ

The cycle repeats and I don’t know how to get out of it and when I think about him thinking about me thinking about it it just hurts so badly because he couldn’t think well of me

If he never came

And now I feel sick to my stomach with trying not to cry but also knowing

I just want to be happy and loved

Why is it always him?

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