Now another trap I am being lead too, May it be real, or false, I know you'll think of it anyways. Lemme explain how this goes, You flirt with me, You attempt to hold my hand, touch my leg, put your hand on my chest, and, you lean your head on my shoulder. Just to get evidence, and say you have whitnesses, to frame me, and hurt me, and break my already-broken heart. It's still mending and repairing itself together, yet, You're just trying to make my life miserable, and frame me, and use me, and minipulate me, and hurt me, and blame me for something I didn't do. I did not cheat, I did not do it on him, A promise is a promise to oneself. A promise as severe as this, is a promise to actually do it. My actions teach me a lesson, And I've certainly learned a lesson, from doing what I did in the past. From breaking his once, whole, happy, lovely heart. My heart, certainly broken, and his was too. His, even more than mine, is what I think happened. But I, I knew, I knew that mine was the one most hurt. And now? What's happening? THe person who I thought could finally trust me, and believe me, was not the person who could actually do this... He choooses to believe the person who's leading us into this trap. Don't you see? From what I know, He still likes me, and he still wants me. So, He'd do anything just to get me back in his arms. And to break your heart. You may not believe me, but I know. I know more than anyone would ever know...
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