I let myself believe this was possible.
That it was,in fact,already happening.
But I'm not going to fret over the stupidity of believing.
Wouldn't that just be a waste of psychic energy?
Another excuse to engage in an endless cycle of negativity?
Experts in the field of human behaviour,
would agree that my will to believe was not a sign of stupidity.
Experts would agree that my will to believe was a sure sign of INSANITY.
...&It was that wretched,misguiding,leechlike parasite called hope.
You had me,but now you've lost me.
No more letting you push my sensitive buttons anymore.
Enough of all the frenzy of stupidness I was in for you.
I guess I'm just not good enough or something,but I'll end this all w/ a fullstop here.
At least you made me smile for you once,you were a great friend I could turn to,the guy I loved.
No,sorry,still love.Present tense.
But it'll all pass someday,promise.
I'm sorry,again.For all the trouble.
Game over.
I believe,tommorow will be a better day.
It will be :D
You won't get to see the tears I cry.
&I thought...Nevermind.