I knew I should have listened to them when they told me you where no good, but I was stupid. I had fallen deeply into something, that I knew I couldn't get out of. I gave you my heart, and thought you would hold it, but you let it drop with a big bang, leaving a mark. I look at the mark every once in a while, and it makes me think of you. I thought we were perfect. I thought everything was just fine, but appareantly it wasn't. Now, I see that you are with her. She can't love you like I can. She won't treat you like I did. You won't ever have her heart like you had mine. You should have stayed with me C.J.T. Now she is posting statuses about you two, and lovely pictures. When you see her face, I hope you think of me. When you hold my hand, I hope you feel mine. When you look into her blue eyes, are you seeing my brown ones? Or are you just happily in love like I was with you? Does she actually mean something to you? You actually meant something to me. You might not of meant it, but I meant it when I said I loved you.
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