and if you can't give it a hundred, then you can't get it at all.

this is me being one hundred percent honest for once. I was never in love with you. I think when you look at the context and you look at the subtext, and you look at the bigger picture your going to realise you moved through that part of your life with blinders on, and you forgot all about your periphrial vision. It was a day back in feburary or march when I found out I was an introvert, and you are an extrovert. and mr. neszmith said the two should never match, so I changed my answers. Then there was a day back in May during that awkward car ride home, and that one back in august of this year, where I was reminded that the chemistry was gone. and in march when we didn't go to denny's, and I told everyone it was because I had finally realised that I just couldn't do this to myself anymore, but in reality you fell asleep before I could get there, and I went home and cried myself to sleep. and really it was just the fact that you moved on before I could get comfortable, and you just needed someone to have sex with in november. Love isn't one sided, and it's easy. We just make it hard with our jealousy, and our lies, and all the rest of it. So I can't lie to myself anymore. I don't know what love looks like, and it's my curiousity and lonliness that complicates everything. and some days late at night I wonder why you turned out this way, and who really broke your heart once. and I feel bad for every girl who's ever thought she loved you because you had no idea, and you never appollogized to any of them either, and you moved on before they could get comfortable, and you might not have ruined highschool for them but you ruined mine, and I was stupid enough to let you. and now I don't have highschool, and I don't have you, and I don't have anything. and I hate it.