forget it
3:11 a.m. | Oct. 05, 2009

In my daydreams, I'm madder than hell at you. I imagine you walking in like always and all I can do is yell at you. It's all I want to do. It's not fair that she gets to have my life. That stupid house. And all of a sudden I realize what the next step is, and it sears my heart to know that she might someday carry the one thing that I will never have. Never mind it being yours.

Stupid me forgot to forget you today.

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