You were an adorable voice, a cute step, and smiles while we kissed. Somehow, you felt so good to be next to.
For the longest time, I wondered why there was no chemistry, no palpitations of butterfly wings... But something's better than nothing, baby.
Kept hoping so hard, because you seemed better than the rest, and part of me hoped to be yours.
I thought you were just hesitant, and your mysteries were just about to capture me -
Until I realized that you're a fucking dumbass, and there is nothing to you but naked chicks, booze, and hipster shit.
The reason I didn't break up with you was because I somehow thought that you wanted a relationship with me,
and I was afraid that we wouldn't talk. And I hate to lose friends. I just want to get this off my chest for the 9000th time.
I'm not really blaming you for anything. I guess I should be most upset with myself. I just expected an awful lot.
People I know are probably reading this. It's undeniably me. Hola.
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