There is one thing I am committing to tonight, and that is, suicide.
Want to go to the fucking mental hospital.
I believe she will come back.
I just have to change the way i act..
I act the way i do because i love you,
I would do things, to try and get you to stay
I would even lie a little, not about what i did or my emotions but more of how i was feeling that day,
Just so you would talk to me, and i could hear all the cute things you had to say,
But then i became addicted to your words,
I wanted to hear them every second of the day no matter how absurd,
The whole time, i became developed in the game of trying to get you to stay,
But i realized i should’ve just been myself, you would’ve loved me anyway.
You did at the start, yes that was me.
Not some phase of honeymooning.
You were the best i will ever know,
The one my true emotions do show.
I cannot force you to change your mind,
I shall not text you a million times,
But i do have hope you’ll come around again.
After all, weren’t we best friends?
Soon to be dead on the outside.
That he’s not so bad after all..