And they think women are confusing.... hah.

Save me with your sick love, & kill me with your sweet lies.

So together, but still so broken up inside.

I opened up.. I let you in, you made me feel alright for once in my life. But now all that's left of me, is what i pretend to be.

I was just some girl to you right? No one you actually intended on caring for..

To be in your arms today, to feel your lips on mine.. brought back bitter sweet memories.

It feels like life's going too fast, but too slow with out you..

And no I'm not okay, but I'm going to say I am because you seem to be doing just fine with out me.

All I want is an honest relationship with a guy. I just want someone to care enough to figure out the real me.. Is that too much to ask?

Why do we bother with love, if it never lasts?