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Saturday 11 June 2011

How you saw me

How can you see me the way you do? You think that I'm crazy, smart, pretty and everything else, but I'm not any of these things, I'm not even close. Crazy, that's just an act so people don't see the true crying, angry monster within me. Smart, maybe i give that impression but i can't be to smart as I'd risk it all for you - my family, my exams, my future. And as for being pretty, i have no idea how you ever managed to draw that conclusion because I am the opposite inside and out.

 You once told me that i was like a god and that I should have statue. I smiled when you said so, knowing you were teasing me but knowing that cared. I never deserved to be thought of as being so important. Yet i could never understand why you would think up such ideas just to put a smile on my face, but it works.

But now I don't have to wonder anymore do I, because i should have said 'how did you see me the way you did?' because you're with her now aren't you? Not a word to me, things just changed. I used to say "someones life can change in an hour, the world can change in a day so just imagine what can happen in a week" but it didn't even take you an hour did it? Just a matter of minuets. How was there a pedestal under me one second and the next my head was at your feet? I am not asking you this question in fear of the answer as you might think, but because i need and deserve the answer if nothing else.

So goodbye x

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