sometimes even i am left with little to say…unrequited love…so be it. i wanted to think you would be special, and i know you wanted to be…but apparently you’ll be just like all the others. you won’t be special. you won’t be “the one” to behave differently. you won’t be “the one” who can step outside the mold and follow your feelings entirely… how badly i wanted to believe otherwise…how badly i wanted to see you as something else. so, break my heart like all the others, use the same lines as well….tell me “you treat me so well, you would make a great boyfriend…(for someone else)” so be it. then it will be for someone else. i’m not sure why it hurt you so badly that night and why you’d cry to your ex boyfriend…this is the outcome that you wanted. you don’t want to be close to me, you don’t want me close to you. everything that we shared was for simple momentary pleasure. i was pretty offended at a few of the things that were said…even the thought that i may have taken advantage of you being “vulnerable” and just out of a relationship…lest you forget YOU were the one sneaking to MY house while you had the boyfriend…i’m not sure how that makes me liable. and of course…you don’t believe me when i say that i noticed you so long ago, that i remember your face so clear the first time i saw you and how i fell in love with you on that one day…because i didn’t write about it. i don’t even know what i could have said. again, what would be the point. it doesn’t change anything. i know you can’t deny that something in your soul still urges you to be around me and i’m sure you don’t know why…just the same as me. by all your actions and deceptions you should make me sick as a person…but yet i still love you and can only find myself forgiving you over and over. i guess either it’s something real or i’m just fucking retarded and gullible. you know as well as i do there were a lot of reactions that could have been dealt with…we had perfect communication but you soon decided that nothing was worth mentioning anymore. so keep your mouth shut with all your problems and pretend that i’m simply just like every other boyfriend you had. i’ll be fair and compare you to the one i hate as well. nearly everything has played out just the same anyway. so, its ok, hide the emotion, at least you were able to admit that you had the smallest inkling. and how you “love” me as a person and care…but were never “in love” with me. you couldn’t respect me for all that i am so my only option is to replace you with one who will. i was right under your nose the whole time, but still, keep looking. keep playing with a safety net so you don’t fall outside your realm of comfort. you had your chance…you saw something remarkable that you wanted to touch…but now you can keep it on your shelf. all you ever wanted from me will soon be gone, but you’ll always have your tangled memory of what things were like…that you liked kissing me because “it felt good” and how i could look in your eyes and make you melt…the way i could touch you and make you feel so happy… and besides…only human….right?