boys forget things, boys forget things all the time. and that's acceptable, because girls forget things too. remembering a silly date isn't really a problem, it's that it feels like the last straw after a long line of problems. the real problem is that he didn't say goodbye. it was almost as if he didn't want to say goodbye... truthfully, it irks me.. and as open as we seem to be about everything, i can't bring myself to say it. because this is one of those things that doesn't just annoy me, it hurts me. it rips open a seam that i've had to stitch up time and time again. and every time he does something that reminds me of past experiences, i build up another 6 feet of barriers. i don't want to be guarded anymore. and with him, i didn't think i needed to be..
but i'm even starting to doubt myself on that..
"My reflection
In the window when I ride
Could not save us
But I swear to God I tried
Take a picture
Write a letter to my love
I was almost honest
But I was almost honest
Cause I was almost honest"
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