You

Are still, despite all the shit yoou've put me through, still keeping me awake at night. Apparently lying to me isn't enough to make me detest you. What is?! Damn hearts...I want so desperately to hate you. But then I think of how you held me when I cried. How you rejected me, but made sure I was okay before you left. You didn't just run off like everyone else. That makes me rethink being mad at you and before you know it, it's 12:33 a.m. and I'm awake thinking of you. I don't know what to do...for a change...maybe you'll e-mail me. We'll see what tomorrow brings.