and on one day I’ll ask myself, “why am I even sad?” Then the next I’ll see you, and remember. Then it starts all over again.
I’ve lost all hope for anything special between someone else. Just for the rest of this school year that is.. I have no expectations, and I have no hope. So with that being said, it’s time to move on. And be alone.
The only time I like the darkness of night, is if I’m driving through it. The only time I like midnight approaching, is if I’m not spending it alone.
I’m used to it.
I’m used to getting my heart broken. I’m used to being the second option. I’m used to being left behind. I’m used to drifting away from people. I’m used to be ignored, and forgotten about. I’m used to not having someone feel the same way back. And you know what? It’s fine. If you do any of these things to me, it won’t really matter. You just don’t have to worry about me at all.
