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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