Ouch

and i thought for some odd reason that things were better and that maybe we were on a better lit path. that somehow in my crawling i crawled to you and tugged on your ragged skirts and you stooped down to listen... i thought you were helping me up but i guess i was wrong. you didn't seem to be so nice today in person when you shot me the finger. when you didnt wave and i didn't waver to let myself stagger oh ouch, how that *fuck you* hit my heart like a guided dagger. i guess, you didn't see me about to wave i guess you didn't see the half smile i gave. i guess then it's really over... oh ouch. ouch. ouch. how i want to scream and rip out my hair for you... it hurts so bad, the lvoe i wanted, but never had. xoxo Kyelle