Its 4 and a half years ago,
4 and a half years since i think about you.

the shy girl i am,
i haven't really asked my questions.
ya i mentioned them,
but i never clarified the truth.

you said you loved me,
but you never showed me.
you said you loved me,
but we never even talked.

you said it and i just ran away.

clearly not my best reaction.

though is that a reason to never talk "real" with me again?

i wish i could stop questioning you and move on,
like you did,
and just stop searching for answers that i will never dare to ask.

ya, for somebody else this wouldn't even bother.

I know if you really love(d) me you would be a douche that didn't fight for what he want[s/ed].
I know that if you didn't love me you probably just joked around with me.
Either Way, you are a douche that i should get over with.

The only problem is:

𝗂̶ 𝗍̶𝗁̶𝗂̶𝗇̶𝗄̶ 𝗂̶ 𝗅̶𝗂̶𝗄̶𝖾̶ 𝗒̶𝗈̶𝗎̶

no, i never talked to you.
you never talked to me.
i don't like you,
i can't like you.
you're a douche.
you're a bastard.
i can't like you.
i can't like you.

i think i do.
i can't.

can love be false?