I wish,
I could just forget about you. Forget the words you said, the things you did, and all the memories that involve you. You aren’t good for me. You never were. But there is something about you that is so addictive. I just want you more and more.
Everything would be easier,
If you told me straight up about how you feel. If you like me, great i like you too. And if you don’t, then alright i can live with just being friends. But i can’t live with one day getting all these cute messages and phone calls and then the next not getting even a single text. I fucking hate getting mixed signals. Just grow a pair and tell me how you feel. Fuck.
