Contradict
Keep on believing your right, because maybe you are but I could be too. Keep on saying straight up shit but only because you can only say that shit to me. I’m not afraid to hurt your feelings as well as your not afraid to hurt mine. And don’t say that I’m the first to bring it up because you were the one to cause this massacre between us. “I’m hella sad because I hella miss her and I’m crying because blah blah blah”. I’ve heard this so many times already. I stood to listen, because I saw you more than just my friend. I stayed here for you, because I loved you more than most of the stars that shined as bright. To you? I could say anything without feeling embarassed or feeling that your judging every word that comes out of my mouth. I feel like I’m put in this because all three of you guys tell me shit, and I’m not trying to put any of them on blast with you when you ask. You do ask me so don’t contradict. But I tell you I can’t and before I thought you knew. Before I realized that I could tell you everything, whether it hurt me it hurt you it hurt them. And right now, how your acting, how your attitude is so sour like sour patch kids. And now with that said, I’m waiting for it to turn sweet all of a sudden. I wish it were to happen. I wish this thing could stop, but apparently its not going to stop because here we are sending eachother blog spots one after another.
I’m sorry, I wasn’t being sympathetic after hearing all your feelings about her, but the thing is I’m always sympathetic with you, about her. ALL THE TIME when you tell me things when you tell me about her. YOUR the one telling me about her, Me.. You know I’m in background trying to get you to not think about her. Trying to make you feel special, trying to make you feel like your mine. Mine? Yeah. Mine. Your the only kiddo I can talk to everyday without getting cramps in my fingers, and already knowing what to say and when we have a huge pause in our text a nation we come up again like we got a novel to say. What you said was right about me. No doubt about it. I’m not going to deny and fight for myself when I know that its true.
I do not meet you half way, when I say things to you I erase it completely just to hurt a couple that I’ve known for so long. I’m not even in this fued, and I completely wanna stay out of. I’m always crushing your feelings, your hopes, and dreams in order for me to HURT YOU before you’d get hurt anymore. And now, I feel like an apology is in order on account of its always me fighting back with the same shit and you having new flesh to write. I’m sorry Fave, I really am. The only reason why I talk about her sometimes is because I feel like she’s so part of your life that I want to be someone who you can talk to, and want our friendship to grow from that.
I guess it was my contradict as much as it was with yours. But you shouldn’t be such a sour patch that doesn’t know when to turn back to sweet. That’s not the Fave I want to talk to and thats not the Fave I love so dearly. I do love you for who you are and everything your not. Inside and out. But it doesn’t mean I have to deal with this sour patch. But I do… Because I know you don’t want to be so hot headed right now. TAAA-RUST! Thats if.. I know you still can.
