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February 13
The day I stood up for myself
The day I finally realized I couldn’t fight for you anymore.
After everything I have been through I find myself always wanting to go back to you.
You call, I answer.
I delete your number every time you call because I dont wanna have the urge to call you back and say
Yes.
When will my heart follow my brain. You broke my heart. You broke my confidence. You broke my trust. I will never be the same. I want you to go away. I want to be happy. I want to go a day without having to look behind my back. I’m in college now, trying to make a better me. I’m making lifelong friendships with people who actually care about me. What we had wasn’t love, I wish I knew what it was. I wish you would get out of my head. I wish you would stop coming around. I wish you would lose my cellphone number. I wish I could tell my parents what the boy next door really is.
February 13 is never a good day.
Every time you call I lose myself.
I wish I could cry over you, but I always find myself freezing up and getting numb.
If you really loved me you would leave me alone.
The one mistake I will always regret…is you.
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