Seriously? You wanna play that fucking game?
I spent 3 months of my life waiting because I thought it'd be worth it.
Thanks for proving me wrong.
You're assuming that I lie all the time about everything because I lied to my own mother so I could spend more time with you.
No harm done, right?
Wrong.
You're so damned conceited, with your head filled with all these lies that your friends are stuffing into your mind.
If they were actually your friends, they'd leave you alone and let you make decisions on your own.

Now, you say that I'm a player.
I've tried, time and time again to prove to you that I'm not.
What do you do?
You spit in my face.
You spit in my face and throw me off to the side, like everyone else always has.
Why didn't I see the lost cause from the beginning?
Because I actually give a shit.
I always believed that it was better to be friends than to lose someone completely.
These are the times when, ironically enough, I wish that everything had stayed the way it was and I was as free as ever to do whatever I wanted.
But you know what?
I thought that pursuing you was a good idea.
That, quite possibly, you'd be "the one".
Man, how many times do I have to realize that finding "the one" in high school is as easy as finding a needle in a haystack?

Whatever, I'm done.
I finally figured out that it's not worth my time if you're not going to believe a word I say.

I leave this behind with one question.
What does it take to find the truth in a person's words?
Okay, maybe two.
Did you ever really, honestly, truthfully like me?

Doubt it.