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And believe me, if I could tell you what was wrong and make you understand and let you help me and tell you how to make it better, I would.
I want to be saved by you just as badly as you want to save me, but I'm drowning and I don't know why or how it happened and if you want the honest truth, I believe my downfall is inevitable, but I refuse to drown you too.
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And I fell asleep waiting again.
Still in my clothes, still wearing my makeup with my hair down loose in what I had hoped would be a beautiful wave of slight curls, still with my jacket next to me so I could meet you in the cold, still with my phone turned loud so I could hear it when you called, and still with my heart racing at the thought of seeing you again.
But I woke up and it was daylight, and you weren't here, and you didn't call, and you never came to see how I had looked or how I would have smiled or laughed at your jokes. You didn't get to see any of me last night.
And I'm the fool again.
And our generation is lovely because we get to experience highschool relationships at a entirely different level. Teens these days get addicted to eachother and they spend everyday together and they cling to eachother with a hopeful obsession. They spend the night with eachother and they learn about eachother thoughts and bodies and personalities. They become eachother, and then once they know eachother inside out, they decide if they really fit together perfectly or not.
I think that's how everybody should fall in love.
And that night he took seven shots of tequila.
One to forget her laugh
One to forget her smile
One to forget the way she cried
One to forget how she made him feel
One to forget the plans they made
One to forget the way it felt to hold her
And one to forget her.
And I hope you know that I will always love you. You have forever ruined my soul and you have somehow managed to leave your name burned into my heart, but you have burned it so deeply that it has become warped and ugly, to the point where even you no longer want it. And now I can never give it to anyone else, and I can never give it to you. So I must live with this feeling of being completely alone, knowing nothing but the feeling of your hideous, lovely brand scorched into my skin, into my very being. And I must sit here and pray that the next day will be better, and maybe it will not hurt so badly. But I wake up every morning with that same painful empty feeling, knowing that even you, the one who worked so hard to leave your mark on me, can no longer see my light, or crave my presence.
Because you took away my beauty, and awakened my love without any real intention of ever loving me back.