I just canât seem to forget you.
I want to.
Fuck, I want to so bad.
Why do you have to come into my head every damn day?
Even when Iâm feeling okay and not thinking about you, you somehow still find your way in.
You drive me crazy.
You used to constantly give me mixed signals, but not anymore.
I know you donât want me, that you donât love me.
You said so yourself.
And that was the only thing you didnât lie about.