is it too late to heal?

*well obviously you were busy, too busy for me. so this is how you leave me? i'm broken hearted on the floor. my tears seep through the crack under my door. where i am locked in, shut down. i'm so tired of picking myself up off the ground.*
alkaline trio

remember june 12th, 919pm? you said, "i know i've woken up thinking of you, wishing you were there instead of the person i was with." what about 1032pm? that went something like... "i seriously think of you all the time. i always want to be with you. i always feel like i'd be happier with you. im always attracted to you."

oh wait, those words were empty, right? it was part of yr stupid fucking game, another attempt at reeling me back in. because when it came down to it, you AGAIN chose the girl you wake up beside wishing she were me. YOU CHOSE HER. when push came to shove, she was more important to you. actions speak louder than words. all the times you said you wished she was me, you wished it was me beside you... those words were empty and meaningless, lip service to get me into bed. again.

im so fucking stupid. you know exactly what to say and what to do to make me fall head over heels in love with you whenever you want me to.

i hate you, i hate you, i hate you.