Sometimes I wonder if what they told me is true. Sometimes I wonder if you really are back with her. I shouldn't even care but I do and that's what sucks. We didn't even have a relationship. Granted, we did hook up a couple of times but that doesn't necessarily equate that we're together. So why do I feel this way? Why do I feel like some psycho, clingy ex?
I thought I could do this. I thought I was ready for a casual, no strings attached kind of thing. But something happened along the way. When I gave my body to you, I also gave a part of me to you. I didn't just spread open my legs, I opened something inside of me.
And now I'm a mess. An emotional time bomb waiting to explode. I just hope that when I do go off, there won't be any casualties.
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