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I’m feeling strange
I have felt a great disruption within myself. My heart keeps betraying reality, and I find myself lovesick. I don’t even know if I’d call it that. Desperate might be a better word.
All signs point to failure but hope keeps jumping up my throat. I’m vying for someone that used me, and it’s absolutely pathetic and not in the sexy way.
Logically I know it’d never work, but I was given an ounce of affection, and now I’m chasing that high. I just keep asking myself, “why would they do this to me?”, and I’ll probably never know.
It’s like, I didn’t have feelings for you until you came onto me. You planted these seeds in my head, why the hell do I have to reap what YOU have sown. It kills me that you’d never admit to it. I guess they are called sweet nothings for a reason.
Even now, if you were to ask me to jump, I’d reply: “How high?”
I’m trained like a damn dog.
I’m trying to let go, but my body won’t. It’s so fucking pathetic.