she just wanna run over my feelings
like she drinking and driving in an eighteen wheeler
and I’d allow her,
talk about pussy power.
Maybe we’ll meet again one day when you’re not so broken and I’m not so jealous. Maybe one day we’ll be right for each other and it won’t be so hard for you to love me. I really hope that one day we’ll reconnect because no one has ever caught my heart in quite the same way.
But that day isn’t today. Today, you’re too broken and I’m too pushy. Today we don’t quite work out and as much as I care for you, I can’t keep pretending that we do.
So I’m saying goodbye. But maybe one day, I won’t have to.
What a fucking night of self-reflection you’re throwing at me Tumblr.