I'm sick

I'm sick of your lies!

DON'T-
expect me.
to trust you.

All you did was pretend you loved me. All you did was pretend you cared.
You had to kiss my cheek, pretend you weren't such a geek,
Pretend you care when all you could do is stare at something that wasn't there...
Something that wasn't there.
OUR LOVE.
You said it was there, you said you felt it...

Felt what....

I can admit that I loved you...I can admit that I felt something more, that I said you meant something more then those silly words you wrote to me on the computer...
You know?
The ones that made me laugh and cry...made me want to die because i didn't want to ever fall asleep again.

You said you loved me. You said you'd wait for me to feel teh same way.

You didn't know I ALREADY DID!

I could have married you. Right here, Right now.

I'm sick of the fact that I can't stop thinking about you. That i continue to try to convince myself that...

Its....

Okay!

Its okay that I dream about you and that pretending I'm in your arms helps me to fall asleep. That i have never felt this way about anyone before and even though I know its a figment of my imagination...i'm okay with that...

Why am I okay with that?

I'm sick of pretending I dont' care about you whenever I see you.

Of wishing I could tell you that I WILL NOT...

CAN NOT...

can not... live without you.

I'm sick of the fact i think i may be falling in love with you.....

once again.