you know that feeling you get when you first start talking
to someone. i thought everything was finally better. i felt
like my life was finally starting to make sense and i found
someone that liked me. and i thought we had something. i
thought we understood each other. when we hung out it didnt
matter what we did, cause i was with you. and we hugged each
other like we didnt just see each other 5 minutes ago. we
laid in bed and held each other. we physically couldnt be
without each other. and then time went on. and more things
went up our nose in our bodies. and i guess the love slipped
out through the cracks of the toxicity. and i started hating
you and i started hating myself. but we’ve been together
so long, i tried to save it. i tried to save me. i tried to
save you. and now i come over and i watch you get high and i
want to get high and i feel so stupid for caring about
someone that cares more about scraping the specks out of a
bag of dope then to pick my scraped knees off the floor from
falling for you. dont tell me you love me and ignore me.
dont tell me you care and then act like im invisible. ive
come so far and you make me feel like none of that means
shit when im with you. and it kills me because i changed for
you. and now im changing cause of you. and i love you to
death but i dont think i like you anymore.