almost always
for as long as i could remember i was always with him. he was always my man, i thought i was happy with him. but under the covers i could see that he wasn’t really what all i thought him out to be. i sit here now and reconsider the past, i let it float back into my memory and i realize that he wasn’t the man i wanted: his parents hated the fact that i had stolen their sons heart, his friends were always invited to our dates, and mostly, he didn’t care if i didn’t text back. i found his love for techno and the way he acted around his friends quite annoying and aggravating. cruising with him was only fun when he would hold my hand but once he turned on that techno music, my feeling of loving serene relation soon became a tear-my-eyes-out, ear bleeding fume that boiled inside me. i see him in the hallways now and i only wish that the girl hes got on his arm now realizes the stuff sooner than i did… the way he always has something going, or his ridiculous long pauses when you text him…the way he NEVER calls you back when he said he would…the way he didn’t stop tickling you when it gets past the point of im going to punch you in the face. I hope he sees me with Austin, oh ya, im dating his ex best friend, and it gives him hell. i hated the way he dumped me..over text. i mean we are in high school now and at least have some responsibility to come to me and say it…so i can least spill those alligator tears and fall to my knees begging for mercy.
