Live for the Moments...

don’t think I care, don’t think I feel what you felt, don’t hurt, but the truth is my dear- you need to stop thinking because you are very wrong. You don’t know the half of what I feel. You tell people that all I want is to cause you pain, to be a bitch and make you mad on purpose. That’s far from the truth. I wished you nothing but happiness. I was mean to you, I did things I shouldn’t have, but at least I can admit that I was wrong, and feel sympathetic for what I have done to you. I didn’t want things to be like this, not even close. I wanted you to move on, needed you to move on, for my own sake- so I would stop going back to you, stop falling for you all over again, and then getting hurt. But I didn’t expect you to fall for her. I’ve never felt more anger, sadness, shock, and a million other feelings all at once than I did that night. I wasn’t ready to watch you with her, watch you HAPPY. Touching her, looking into her eyes, dancing with her, holding her. I was the one you used to do that to and to see someone else in your arms was honestly scary. Whether it was real happiness or not, it killed me inside, and even thinking about it hurts. I wish you would understand where i’m coming from. I want you to be happy but at the same time i’m jealous. She’s playing you like a fiddle whether you see it yet or not, and you really don’t need that in your life. I can’t let you get hurt again, but you are a big boy and can figure it out on your own. I wish you the best of luck in everything you do. Goodbye.