I wish you would just tell me the truth, I'm not good at games, I'm not good at a lot of things, but if you're really suppose to be my friend then be a friend. be honest. Don't act like more if you don't feel it. Don't touch me and tell me i'm beautiful and talk about how excited you are to see me, then flake on me last minute, ignore me, and me feel silly. I feel silly.
you made me cry. i keep telling myself that you and this and the way we keep up this silly dance is nothing. It's nothing. But my chest still burns and my eyes still water and all the words and beautiful things are lost somewhere.
stop playing me.
stop making me feel something if all the things your saying are lies.