love me and come back tomorrow

The phone keeps on ringing.

(But it is not you.)



It sucks.

How it does not matter if it is not you.

If it is not you on my display next to 'is calling'.



Fuck you.

Fuck you and your shit.

Fuck me for believing in it.

Fuck my stupidity.

For me for keeping on making the same mistakes.

Every.

Single.

Time.

Fuck me for trusting in people.

And most of all.

Fuck this.

I do not deserve this.

And you do not deserve me.

And you should know.

You should know by now.

It is not me, it is you. (It was always you.)