break-up | Post Secret Archive

It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this.

I regret suggesting a break. It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this. I was just upset.

I broke up with him because of the teasing. Deep down inside, where no one can see, I love him still.

I let you walk all over me, I forgave you too many times, I thought it was love and I still think it was, but it’s not anymore.

Sometimes I dream you’re begging for another chance And then I tell you to fuck off

Since we broke up the kitchen counter has been used to prepare booze far more often than it’s been used to prepare an actual meal.

I don’t love him. But I secretly get this thrill when he talks to me… Because I like to pretend that his girlfriend is insanely jealous when he does.

I hate myself for loving you. But i hate you more for not giving me the chance to prove myself to you. I don’t think you’ll ever understand.