I feel so sick and I’m gonna pretend that it’s because of the alcohol and not you, and the fact that the lips on my neck tonight weren’t yours.
Everything I did with him should have been you, and now he’s attached and I’m still hurting and everyone’s cheering because someone else just took off their top , and all I can think about is how fucking in love with you I am, and how if you were here maybe I wouldn’t be sitting in a room with a bunch of half naked drunk teenagers,
And I guess I kept hoping you’d turn up and we could talk about the future and how you want to die just to find a way to come back alive again
But you never did turn up,
So I let him do what he wanted to do to me,
Because for once I just wanted to feel some affection,
Even if it wasn’t from you.