I know you want me back. How can being so sad be worth this? How can you keep lying to me? Are you so proud, you won’t admit that you think you made the wrong choice? I wish you would be honest with me. I wish you would just tell me that all you want in a text message is one saying “I love you.” That all you want is what you gave up.
I don’t want to move on, and even if I wanted to, I can’t move on because I’m too busy to move on. So I’m stuck worse off than I ever was this year. I can live with this, fuck it, whatever but I can’t stand being lied to. The more you lie, the more you hurt me, and the worse off I get. The more you brush me off when I try to help, the more it stings. In private all you seem to do is care but in person you act like it doesn’t matter. When we both know it does.