relationship/s: middleschool crush:: i hope you're good tonight really crushin':: yeah, i want it, but no i don't need it acquaintances:: i had the greatest faith in fools school friends:: this is me, you can take it or leave new friends:: we've crossed a thin line just friends:: i can't forgive or forget you better friends:: if you could spare me the time good friends:: who's gunna break your fall
NIKITA says: {I think I just love the "idea" of you, rather than the being itself. I'll never know for sure, if I loved the person you are, or were. It's all a big blur when I think about it. You used and abused the power you have over me, bending me to your will. I can't think straight when you're around. I can get sucked into your black hole of endless disappointment every time you wink at me. When my name comes out of your lips I drop to my knees and become putty in your hands. What a stupid plan I have to ignore you, only to make your game a little more interesting. You want that domain force over me all of the time, that's something I will never have over myself. I can't truly say I'm happy without you, but I can't be at peace with you. Why should I think that you're too good for me. I know you don't deserve me. The type of person you are Hostile, it takes tact and strength to deal with you. The strength I'm working with is, bleeding in a sink full of tears and shards of my jealous skin towards her. The nerve you have to touch me, to look at me with sentimental value. I still love you though.}