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ever since i broke up with him, ive been thinking of him. how the fuck does this make sense? i look for him in the hallway at school, and at lunch, i cant help but look at him. it pisses me the fuck off. i don’t like him, i know that for sure, ive gotten over it, but yet i can’t get the thought of him out my head? its so fucking weird. i find myself thinking of him when i look at myself in the mirror, wondering if he’ll find me pretty. it makes my fucking mind rot. i ignore him because i want to get him out my head, atleast in some manner. we’re still friends, which is a little weird to most people including me, but we have far too many mutuals to be enemies, and i don’t do the enemy bullshit. i just find it so weird that i cant stop thinking of him, im moved on.. right?
it’s not like im not moved on, i know i am. it’s mainly the fact (as I’ve stated millions of times) that i cant stop fucking thinking and looking for him. when will the thought of him stop hoarding my brain? will it ever stop? i mean, holy shit, it’s making me go insane. i also find my heart racing when i look at him and he looks back.. and then a million songs race through my mind. i know, what a surprise, i immediately think of music when i see him, oh wow.. but it’s true. the songs aren’t any songs, aswell, they’re melodic fucking masterpiece type songs. the ones that give ya goosebumps n butterflies n shit. it makes me so fucking angry. i hate the fact i cant stop thinking of him and these damn songs. i think of him more now then i did before we broke up. the thought of him swarms my brain like bees in a nest. get the fuck out of my head.
it’s not like im not moved on, i know i am. it’s mainly the fact (as I’ve stated millions of times) that i cant stop fucking thinking and looking for him. when will the thought of him stop hoarding my brain? will it ever stop? i mean, holy shit, it’s making me go insane. i also find my heart racing when i look at him and he looks back.. and then a million songs race through my mind. i know, what a surprise, i immediately think of music when i see him, oh wow.. but it’s true. the songs aren’t any songs, aswell, they’re melodic fucking masterpiece type songs. the ones that give ya goosebumps n butterflies n shit. it makes me so fucking angry. i hate the fact i cant stop thinking of him and these damn songs. i think of him more now then i did before we broke up. the thought of him swarms my brain like bees in a nest. get the fuck out of my head.
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