**I wrote this back in November. I'm quite suprised I didn't post this sooner. It's a bit whiny, but worth posting. I hope you like it! Enjoy my old complaints!!**
He sounds so dissapointed
when I call for you. I bet
it's because he knows...
He knows that I love you
and I'm willing to bet that he
knows you love me more than him.
He knows that I don't like him--
scratch that--I hate him! I'm
quite certain that he hates me too.
Frankly, I don't give a damn!
Everytime I see him, I want to
throw up. Everytime I hear you
tell him you love him, I want to
wrap my fingers around his neck!
He stole something precious from
me, without even thinking that I'd
care. He knows how I feel and still
continues to try to keep a relationship
that should not exist! Does he not
feel guilty?? Does he feel regret???
Such a two-faced monster he's become!
He's nothing to me anymore! I wish
I never met him... I hope he dies a
slow, painful death for what he did to me.
What did I ever do to him to deserve
this kind of betrayal? Why would any
"friend" go that route, unless they were
never your friend to begin with???
Friends... Who needs them?
I don't think I want any "friends"
if all I get in the end is betrayal.
Verry full of feeling. It kinda lost it's flow to me towards the end. But such things happen. I like it a lot either way.