to be honest, i wish i can erase it all. the first time i ever decided to flirt with you. the first the time you came to my house. the first time i ever texted you. that first stupid phone call.
the time when YOU came back. the first time you kissed me. the first time i came to hang with you.
the day i developed feelings for you. the first time we ever shared a pizza. the first time you grabbed my phone to take a picture with me. the first time you came to pick me up.
the first time you brought me somewhere. the time we sat there and talked about LIFE. the first time you made us public. the day you told me a giant secret. the days we texted, goodmorning and goodnight. the day i started to ignore my friends for you. the first time you brought me to a random spot in vallejo. those nights i snuck you in. the first time you told me you were jealous. those nights of being high, going through that stupid drive thru window. the days we would just get drunk and high.
the days that you told me i meant something to you. the weeks that we were almost with each other everyday. the weeks i thought i head over heels. the month i thought i had it all. the month that i started to feel less wanted.
that day YOU/we decided "WE" needed space. the day you first lied to me. the days that felt useless. the days, the weeks, the months that seemed like you forgotten me.
and esp. the night i realized,
"why the fuck do i even give a damn about you anymore?"
you were just a complete was of time, and more than ever,
you proved it to me all at once. i'm such an idiot, and if i can ask one thing of you, just pretend all those things never happened, because it seems like
i was just better off, then wondering what if, and decide to put my number in your phone.