i remember thinking that the only way to be loved was if i reinvented myself to be desirable. as it turns out, the person whose love i was seeking in the first place was myself, and the most desirable version of myself i could think of was a person who's happy, so i'm working on that instead.
“We all have times when we go home at night and pull out our hair and feel misunderstood and lonely and like we’re falling. I think the brain is such that there is always going to be something missing.”
brown guilty eyes and little white lies.. i played dumb, but i always knew. that you talked to her, maybe did even worse - i kept quiet so i could keep you.
& ain’t it funny how you ran to her the second that we called it quits. ain’t it funny .. how you said you were friends, now it sure as hell don’t look like it.
you betrayed me - & i know that you’ll never feel sorry. guess you didn’t cheat, but you’re still a traitor.
now you bring her around just to shut me down, show her off like she’s a new trophy. i know if you were true, there’s no damn way that you could fall in love with somebody that quickly.
ain’t it funny- all the twisted games, all the questions you used to avoid. ain’t it funny. remember i brought her up & you told me i was paranoid.