What you and I once had is over now.
We can't be together because of our age.
You lied to me.
I say I'm to blame for you hurting me and it's the truth.
No guy is worth crying over, no matter how much I love them, they aren't worth it.
And I let everything you said, everything everyone said get to me and hurt me.
So It's really my fault.
You said you would never abuse me.
Yet, you did.
Emotionally.
Saying how you were going to kill yourself, and shit.
Never do that.
Because I wouldn't put a fucking flower on your gravestone, if you died.
You wish I was 16, cause we could be together, but you're 4 years older than.
When I'm 16, you'll be 20.
It's a big difference.
I started cutting my legs up because of you.
I don't trust guys, because I know you'll only hurt me.
Every guy does.
No matter how much they say they wont, they always do.
It's bad enough that you broke up with me, but you got a girlfriend not even 3 days after we broke up.
I'm not sure if you like her.
But you said you're dating her cause she's 18 and now people will get off your back about you being inlove with a younger person.
My ex best friend says shit about me, and she's one of the reason why you broke up with me, and you always told me not to care what people think. And I don't anymore.
But why would you care what she says?
Seriously, she' s a pathetic loser who finds boyfriend online.
I've known my boyfriends.
Even if they are older.
Who cares?
Age is but a number, love is infinite.
You said we'd be together forever..
You said you didn't care about the age difference, but you do.
And that pisses me off.
You can't expect me to forgive you.
We're friends and all, but there's a whole lot of things I will forgive but I just can't take a liar.
I love you more than I can ever scream.
My mom, dad and sister didn't approve of us, but I didn't care what they thought.
I loved showing you off to my friends, and telling them all about you, now when they ask, I don't even wanna talk about you.
If you love something, set it free; if it comes back it's yours, if it doesn't, it never was.
It's true, if we do get back together when I'm 16 then you're mine and it's meant to be but if we don't then that sucks.
I'm trying my best to move on, and I'm doing a pretty good job of it anyways, but you keep pulling my back.
But this time I'm walking away from us, from you and from everything.
Because I'm a women, and I don't need a man to keep me standing.
And I don't need you to make it.
I can do it myself.
