my morals, my pride, my standards, my goals. everything`s a mess now.
It doesn`t matter how many times you`ve hurt me, everytime you wrap your arms around me you never fail to make me feel special. Tonight I screwed up and realized how you made me feel, and how only you can make me feel that way. Now I know that when I say theres something about you, I`m right. I never want to loose you and I seriously hope I didn`t just screw up the chances of us ever being together because I will never forgive myself.
It wasnt but 2 months ago when I actually thought we had something. Now you`ve chosen that you don`t want a relationship, and because I`m an idiot I decided to stay in your life hoping that maybe just maybe i`ll be able to change your mind. This sucks, because I know I won`t be able to change it, but I`m having a hard time admitting it. I think I just like getting hurt.
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