In search of a remedy.
So. So what? I so don't care anymore. How so? I think I stopped caring when you oh-so simply decided to wipe me from your life. Why so? I'm so fighting fire with fire. You've decided that this is so what you want to do, what you think is so the right decision to make. Isn't that so selfish of you? You obviously didn't take me into account when you so easily came to the conclusion, when you decided what the next step is.
Didn't you think that I might disagree? Didn't you think I'd like to talk about things? Attempt to come to some sort of compromise. Didn't it cross your mind, not once, that I might not be cool with all this?
Y'know what? It doesn't matter. The matter of the fact is I so didn't matter.
It's not me, it's you, in the true sense of the cliche. I could have been anyone, any girl that wanted to befriend you. You'd be the same person with the same problem. I bet you the same thing will happen again.
I'm living proof that some girls don't talk to men just to get in their pants. Some of us are nice. I hate that I'm this. I want to live up to expectations.
Saturday, 12 December 2009
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