NOTE: flash poetry. I don't feel this way yet, but I'm getting there. things are complicated as an adult. also, it's kind of a song, but it's more poetry than music right now.
I thought this would be different.
I thought that things would change.
I thought that we were special,
but I guess I'm the one to blame.
I didn't react how you wanted me to,
but what the fuck did you want me to do?
You hit me with a brick wall in the morning,
and all day, all I could think about was you.
I'm glad that you're safe,
I'm glad you're not hurt,
but why this reaction?
You've left me in the dirt.
I'm sorry that you feel this way,
I'm sorry that you hurt today,
I'm sorry, I don't know what to do,
but I'm done feeling sorry for you.
