Sonntag, 2. September 2012

Is this really happening? I swear I'll never be happy again.

You were so busy looking for someone to care about you, you've never seen that the one who cared the most was right in front of you. I watched you being hurt, helped you to get over it, then you tossed me like a stone.
I wish I could say "It's okay, she didn't know I loved her." - I wish I wasn't sure that you know very well. I hope some day I will understand how you could use someone so easily without feeling guilty.

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