Journals about boys are stupid and annoying.
But here I go anyways:
First you have me beliveing your like any other guy, prefect for me and I cant help but crush on you. For the first time in my life, I asked someone out. You. Butterflies and rainbows. But then, you start asking questions about you'r friends problems... and I know there yours. You have a girlfriend... and you dont love her... you want out and you want me.
Second, we meet for our first date. I swore not to kiss you, I told myself I woudnt be "the other woman" Yet by the end of the day, my lips are warm and swollen, and my thoughts are in the clouds. Before long, I find myself sucking you off in the back room of your work. Then you never talk to me again.
Later, you start talking to me again, telling me you've broken up with your girlfriend and you want to see me. I, still hopeless and alone, agree to see you. In your house you share with her, I do it again. I find myself walking the streets waiting for my ride to pick me up, dresses as though I'm a hooker, cat calls following my every step.
Once again, you dont talk to me for months.
And now finally, here I am, caught in your trap yet again. yet again, I belive you and her are over, and I find myself drawn to you like an addiction. Sinfull. Like a chemical attraction.
This time, in the same apartment, I cave in and give myself to you. Bliss for a momment. Then I'm filled with dread, what if your still with her? What if its just another lie???
And when you cancel our next meeting at the last momment, I cant help but wonder...
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