picking up the pieces…
Don’t sit here and say that all of this was my fault. You dug the hole that you’re sitting in. And after everything you put me through all the tears and heart ache I don’t feel sorry for what has happened to you. All your mind games you played kept trying to drag me along so i could get played. Now you’re mad cause i’m with your boy but you had your chance more than once. Now you’ve blocked me you won’t respond to anything i send you it’s as if i never existed. I’m reaching out trying to work things out but you’re being stubborn you. As always I don’t want to give up because i know if i do sooner or later you’re gonna come crawling back. And I’m the type of person who’s gonna react and let you back in. I’m the type of person who can be so hurt by someone but if they needed me i would always be there for them. Don’t get me wrong I’m really happy now that you’re gone no more tears I’ll have to cry. But it kills me every time i see you walk by. You hold your pride so high just drop the act because your attitude is really wack. Even if we can’t be together i at least want to make things better so we can be civil towards one another but I guess will have to see exactly how this is going to be when i see you next…
