I tan. As I sit in the sun I try to think, or if need be, stop thinking. I grew my nails out to make you happy. I let my hair get long and light from the sun. I stop doing things that make me happy. I stop calling my friends, and focus all of my attention on you instead. You only call me when you need to. You only text to make sure I can answer the phone when you call. You make me feel terrible for finding someone else, even if he isn't that type of guy.
Why did I fall for you so hard, so fast? And why is getting over you so easy until I'm home alone at night, with no friends to hang out with, and no one to speak to?
I need out. I also need to hit you really really hard, but I won't. Why should I? Just to prove that you're right? Screw that.
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