The change in my pocket wasn't enough to you. You craved a ready made home to wreak. People to use and destroy to suit your bidding. Maybe I was too good for you.
<3 two hearts that understand each other in silence is much better than thousand words. People who love their freedom needs it as a gesture of respect, clinging lovey dovey is surely a relationship killer for these people, we are the same.
I had this weird fantasy where you actually had feelings towards me too... But that's the thing... It was just a fantasy, it always was just a fantasy and nothing more. Even though you've never liked me back, somehow I still have fallen in love with you and I can't let you go.
You felt like home in the beginning until you began dejecting me and making me feel terrible for things I was still learning to control until I completely lost the ability to retain any of it out of anxiety all because I didn't want to screw up which just caused me to screw up more making you even more angry with me. Funny how that works out. An endless vicious cycle of you upset with me and me feeling so shitty that I'd push myself so hard that I couldn't work right at all.
