Young Love.

I can’t believe my insparation is gone.



Wounded me.



I feel empty and I don’t like it.



Why do I think about you all the time, so much time has passed.



My wounds were almost healed, it took seemingly forever.



And then I saw you there, with…her. And they are ripped into me harder than ever before.



The person in the back of my mind convinces me to believe you still care. But you don’t.



I hoped one day you would come back, but you won’t.



There is someone else, a friend I should love.



But you give me lust, with the mask of love.



It’s funny that I should be so hurt because I know I don’t love you, but, you remind me of love.



And I’m a mixed up person.



You turned me up-side down, shook out all my pride and confidence.



Leaving me with nothing.



I wish you were imaginary, so I could forget you.



If I could give you one message. It would be…



Fuck You Asshole. Go jump in front of a god damned tree.