FUCK OFF!

just like me

You Say you Like me. No you don't

I know what you want. Going to use that though. I don't want you to leave

We are parting now.

I cut myself today. Something that is actually worth it. I devoted so much time into perfecting myself: lost weight, groomed and plucked myself etc. But now it's time to part.
PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE ME!

I know I'm not good enough,

but I don't think you know how hard I try.

You know, I have never had someone like you and I know what our love is worth. It's not that easy though because for what it's worth there is a cost.

There are a lot of questions needing answered. I mean just look at you, for instance. You are hot. And then look at me. Do you see what I am struggling to work towards? How could you not see that? It makes me think why you actually like me. Too good to be true, huh?

I am so bored

why won't you stay up with me?

Not myself no more,

I thought, coming across his Facebook page.

He is mine now. Seventeen, and he is mine. But it only made things much worse. I'm still looking through his profile and it is the contentment I crave: it is the double-edged sword.

I might take a trip to the grocers, I don't know - it is pretty glum outside. A picture of him came up on my screen. He was in year eight, with a friend, at some park. Youthful - both of them were. The other boy was in the background posing in some sort of silly way. Haha, I couldn't believe how tall he's gotten. It is sad though.

I wish I was him.