All In My Head

Letting my imagination run wild at the moment, I ache.

Don't act like that. Don't talk like that. Don't hurt as if it mattered. It didn't matter to you, it never truly did. So stop mourning when you were the one that hurt me.
If the crush would give you any sorrow, I shake my head. I'm moving on like you wanted me to. You told me to. Stop being so hypocritical. If I could be with you I would, but you don't love me, so it hurts. Why would you miss me? You have her. Stop wasting your time. Go away and be happy. Follow dreams like I tried to. At least yours aren't crushed.
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Wess, you'd know. You know how it feels..! Just two days ago you went through the same hell I did. 'I love you', you love me, but all a lie. A lie. No truth, no trust, flirting behind your back and lying about who she talks to, what she does, and how she feel. You know how much it hurt.
I still ache when I think of these things. I still ache to think I was so tied up in it when there was no feeling back in the first place. What wasted words. What wasted poetry. What a waste of time.
Wasted feelings. The sweet stories you wrote.. The stories about us meeting! Why would you write this when you knew you never wanted to meet me?? Why would you write so sweetly of me when you were only stealing my heart to break it.

Why did you call me pretty when you knew what it did. I warned you the second time we ever spoke. If you don't want to be with me, tell me, if there's no chance, please break off. I told you to. Why didn't you listen..

It stings like it did to find out my first love was breaking the hearts of his many internet girlfirends from past to present. Wonderful. So I was another whore for him. I pray for you it's only two.
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I don't want to think you hurt over me. I don't want to think you miss me. Because all it does is hurt, being confused wondering, who will you choose in the end. You love her more than anyone, so don't ever hurt over me. You made your choice.
I want to write happy giggly things about my crush. I want to brood.. and talk of becoming friends. I want a happy ending, with someone. If just friends, I don't care. When they're there in front of you, you know whether it's friendship forever or more. Never will be fooled.
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I hope you don't hurt over me. Because you know how much it hurts me to hurt people, and to not be able to do anything about it.

I'm only doing well because I'm weary of false love. I'd rather be in ignorant bliss of giggling and becoming happy with a simple glance alone from one admired. You don't get disappointed when you can't be. You don't hurt when you don't know..
And that's all I have to say in the negative today. I hurt to think he hurts.
But after all, it's just my imagination. I know when I get like this, it's all in my head.