the miserable life of a miserable teenager

Fair enough, but you lost me there.

That was the moment, I crumbled in shame and realized all this time, you’d been held captive.

I guess I wanted to see you everyday, because I was so shocked I actually wanted to see you.

A person who got me, never offended me and made me feel actually heard.

However, you stopped listening. Stopped wanting to hear the truth when you asked how I was.

How could I do this you?

Make you see the face of a letdown every single day for nearly two years.

Almost made it, would’ve been a record friendship for me. Not for you, though.

While a joint slips from my fingers, you’re gone.

Maybe you’re here for the occasional “you busy today?”, even though we both know I’m not, I’ll say yes like a ghost you used to know.

To you it’s a minor argument,

yet in that minor argument, you revealed your true feelings.

You lost me there. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.