im building me up and breaking me down.
all i wanted was some reassurance that sooner or later i'd be ok.
i was never one of those girls who could act as though she felt nothing for someone she felt everything for.
"she felt the world was crashing on her".
if this was someones idea of a sick joke,
then i dont like sick jokes anymore.
im becoming addicted to calling you and hanging up.
its like i want so badly for you to answer, but if you answered id have nothing to say.
i like the way my heart beats after listening to your answering machine pick up 22 times in a row.
its funny how i almost never leave a message.
and now all i remember was the small sorry he whispered through an instant message on my computer screen what feels like years ago.
oddly enough what feels like years ago was only about a few months ago.
i suppose i owe him a "thank you" more so now than an "i hate you".
only for the reason which if it wasnt for him bruising and breaking my heart repeatedly i wouldnt be this strong.
thanks to him not a tear was shed over this mutual misunderstanding of you.
convince me im not overdramatic.
convince me they're wrong about who i am.
about who they think i am.
imayalwaysbebrokenbecauseofhim.
any takers?
