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By darby Date: 2005 Sep 05 Comment on this Work [[2005.09.05.22.58.18901]] |
| I went into this whole situation with eyes wide open. And so even though you've been a complete bastard, I'm still able to take the blame, because I knew even before I kissed you, that you were a bastard. Even your own friends warned me. But when they told me your stories I didn't want to believe them, even though I knew they were true. There were warning bells, lights, flashes, and dings, but I managed to walk straight ahead and ignore them all. I knew, long before we slept together that I would end up hurting like I am now. And yet for reasons I have yet to figure out I let you in and I trusted you in a way that I never had before. I who am normally so gaurded with my heart (even with guys famous for being "nice") handed it to you (a known peice of shit) without hesitation. Even more than that, you were completely not my type (I don't even have a type, just a list of what I don't like) with your gelled hair, membership in a fraternity (I don't know if I can forgive myself for dating a frat boy), sports car, and your ex-girlfriends too numerous to count. And as I type that list out I wonder why I didn't notice all that before, though I did, I just didn't care. I knew I would get hurt, but I went ahead and took the risk anyway. So you see, even though you've caused me so much pain I have no one to blame but myself. You were just being yourself, I was the one who broke character. |