She brought me a fever.

You always say you’re done with her, it’s like you’re a broken record. Your hidden agenda is sickening, you’re not better than your underage ex.

Sometimes I wonder if I should write you out.

Listening to Taylor Swift “Sparks Fly” too much. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Last night you were on my mind. I was so sad. You want to make me so happy, and I can’t let you. It happens. However, you’re still in my life after EVERYTHING. So please stick around, and don’t be dragged off by some other girl who hates me.

I want to see you happy. I’m just sorry I can’t be the reason why.