You stand there and smile, and this goes on for a while. So my question is, do you really miss me or what we had or am I wrongly mad? And though you apologized, I was not surprised, when you hurt me one more time, and I felt like a victim of an organized crime. I shouldn´t blame it on you, I am sorry, my anger broke through. It is just my fault, you know? I trusted your game show. I was just so starry-eyed, I didn´t even realize or care if you lied. I showed you the real me, and told you who I wanted to be. You knew more than my best friend, and this was my horrible end. You steped on my heart with your little feet, all to the beat, of the song you heard, while you hurt me with every word, you said to the boy, while you seemed to enjoy, although you promised me, during afternoon tea, that you would never touch this boy, again, and seem to enjoy, you said it was just a mistake, and that it, kinda got you awake, that our friendship is worthwhile, and that I should start to smile, cause you would do everything for me, just to be, this person who I can talk to, with this honest eyes, so blue. So I started being starry-eyed once more, and it ended up with me sitting on the floor, my eyes full of tears, and there where again, all those fears. It was a little bit too much, and all I could think of was this touch. Your hands were on his chest, and I seemed a little bit obsessed, with watching you standing there, touching you everywhere. I watched you looking each other in your eyes, and I could tell you guys, that this was the end, for me to attend, in your "oh-so-fantastic" life, just take the knife, and stab me in the front, so that we can end this treasure hunt.
