It’s like a real life prime time soap opera you know: girl likes boy, girl treats boy like her whole world, boy responds positively, girl decides to profess everything to boy but just before girl says anything, boy mentions that he’s seeing someone else. Girl then shuts up, pretends to be happy for said boy, goes back home and cries her heart out, vowing to never fall as hard again.
Isn’t that just sad? Isn’t it just like a Nicholas Sparks novel without the happy ever after? Doesn’t it just make you want to tear up?
It makes me feel like shit. Like some mat people walk over and step on constantly. I feel so stupid for believing I actually had a chance, but of course not.
All the nice little things I was doing for you were utterly pointless. I didn’t get my prince charming, hell, I didn’t even get the chance to try to make my happy ending come true. I got squat from trying my best to get close to you. I tried and I failed.
And that note I posted on Facebook is now just a big fat self-imposed joke. Thank you for the heartache.
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