*messy messy.. but let’s just skip that fact. It means a lot because my heart was talking, not my head. So if you wanna complain about it, just shut it and skip to another blog or something*
I’ve told myself we don’t fit..
Hell, we can’t even agree on Lindsay Lohan..
I try and try to convince myself
That you’re not gonna stick..
But stick, you did. In my heart. I may not like to admit it. But you played your part.
I know I don’t like the fact that I like you, But you like that fact, I know you do.
All those little things you do, the ones that make me smile..
The way you dance, and your weird ass style.
The way you go crazy over shoes, and believe me that’s hard to not laugh to.
The way you try to protect me and the way you proved your while.
And you pout cos you know I think it’s cute all this while.
And don’t think I don’t know you love it when you’re gushing up to me.
It’s as clear as day, as bright as dawn, you blush when I play along with my baby.
I like the way you look at me when something silly slipped off my tongue..
and then you crack a smile..and be silly with me for awhile.
So many things in so little time, you were right when you said you don’t understand..
You don’t understand how I can last so long.. 3 years with my boyfriend.
You see it’s just a matter of fit, something which I was convinced we don’t have.
But you try and try and try to convince me, the Fit is what we have.
You don’t understand that give and take is all we need for us to last this long..
It sounds so easy, a simple thing to do, but it’s the hardest when you’re with the one you love.
You’re afraid of commitment, you can’t even say THAT word. I want someone who is ready.. and i’m sorry honey, you’re just not.
But Expectations of you from me, I didn’t have much of them.
but maybe you thought I did, I don’t know, anyway, I don’t care…
It happened at the wrong time, at the wrong place, with the wrong person..
But all of these feels kinda kinda right..
However, promises made are different from promises kept,
and I used to keep that near my heart, to convince me that we’re all playing our rightful parts
and as hard it is to accept that what you said will not come true, I’ve the guts to say that I have accepted all that, and maybe I don’t blame you. (keyword here is maybe. You know how I hate people lying to me)
If it was a different time, in another place, it still would’ve been the same.
Well, maybe it would be a tad bit different, not that it matters now, *sigh* that’ll be another game.
It still sucks that I have to grow up and learn to not be greedy.
But greed was always a part of me, It may even be my middle name.
Speaking of names, we have a lot for each other.
trouble, cupcake are just some among those which are familiar..
You may not be truly mine, but I dare to say that I was yours,
well, in your heart, I was. 
Too bad that this has gotta end,
too bad that there’re still so many things left unsaid.
I’ve teared up thinking about the guys in my life, and you were not exempted.
don’t worry I didn’t turn on the waterworks, it was like a tear drop or two, and not a fountain.
The last one was the same, that took me 2 weeks. I may sound evil right now, but it’s not like you don’t know.
let’s see hun, between the 2 of you, who made me tear up more.
I told you I’ll always be right there with you, whatever you do.
It’s just whether you’ll believe me or not, but I really.. really hope you do..
Enough of the games, enough of the dreams.
It’s time to wake up, and bid farewell to everything.
*I know you’re going to think that I’m all gushy and stuff about all this.
but I actually liked you. 
So yeah, I have the right to be all gushy about this.
and no, you’re not the only one. I wrote the last one something just like this.
I just don’t want to be another “girl that I used to hang out with”,
like the ones that you always tell me about.
I don’t want you to tell the next one “she’s still obsessed about me”.
And I just don’t want to be another one on that list of yours.
I like you, and that’s real.
And you’ll be the only one who knows
how you feel about me when you do talk about me..*
