Saturday, May 22, 2010

I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.

How can one not be seduced by things said that sound like they come from romantic movies? Especially if in the next 20 Minutes you realize it's a romantic Comedy?
This wasn't supposed to happen. Really, it wasn't.
I tried my damnedest to get out of there with so much as a goodbye. Then it all came crashing down. You asked for me to stay. You said you loved to cuddle. That's not what I wanted. That was the last thing that I wanted. I hugged you as you lay sprawled out on your bed and told you that I did need to leave.
"Nope...I'll keep you just as Peter kept Wendy." You've probably heard this once and used it way too many times to count. Although I knew this I couldn't help but to eat it up. Somehow, I think you could see my weakness. I secretly wanted to live in a fantasy world, my own little romantic comedy. I knew then that I had to go. The mistake was, I came back. The next time was us showing our true nerd status. I admit yours overshadowed mine greatly, and I enjoyed every second of it. I should have known at that moment just to stay away, but I couldn't. You seemed so concerned as to whether or not I was going to stay. Even after the act was through, you seemed so afraid I would leave you. I couldn't bring myself to go. I should have gone.

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