When someone starts giving you excuses, but you’re already over it:


I remember
When I would see
All those black and white posts
And poems
About being alone
Or hurt
Or wishing for a second chance
And scroll right past
Because they meant nothing
They were silly to me
But now
Each and every one is like a trigger
To memories
Good and bad
And I’m sad
And hurt
All over again

The tears are streaming down my face as I am typing this.. Losing a friend is hard but losing your best friend is undescripable.. After all the chances you have given me, after all the chances I fucked up, is this really the end? I want to make it up to you! I do! I know you don’t believe me, I know you don’t trust me anymore.. but I did NOT lie to you..I couldn’t possibly lie to you. But I know you think otherwise. I know you believe differently. And that is why you’re done with me. I don’t want you to forgive me, I don’t want you to forget it..but the only two things I want is you to be happy and you to give me one final chance to prove myself I’m worth your trust and your friendship.. But maybe..you are better off without me. Maybe everyone is.. Cause I’m nothing more but poison to all of you..