To the guy that played with my emotions,
Congratulations. Not many can. All my life I've trained myself to control and suppress my feelings. I've always been very careful with them. So you can imagine what an idiot I feel like for lowering the walls down for a player like you. I'm not mad at you, just myself. I knew you were a player from the very beginning.
but I resonated with you. I saw something in you that reminded me of me, because I do the same thing. I flirt with guys without promising a relationship because I like the way it makes me feel. You try to get with girls to give yourself an ego boost. We seduce for the sake of seducing because we are empty inside. Emotional intimacy makes us uncomfortable because we weren't given true, unconditional love so it's foreign to us. People take advantage of us so we've learned not to trust them but to initially see them as objects until proven otherwise.
we're f***** up people, you and I, but thats why we got each other so well. A mutual understanding without words, just looking into each other's eyes we knew. That knowing stimulated something greater than l*** but less than love because we are uncapable of truly loving. Love scares us, because it means being vulnerable, and under those thick wakks we put up is a fragile glass heart that can shatter at the slightest touch. So of course it's insane to let the walls down! However, we did care for each other. We wouldnt talk to each other for nothing, because we both hate wasting time. Intrigue. Stimulating. Intoxicating.That was us. But I faltered first and you grew tired of my games because you're used to people falling for you first, so you gave up and left a mark on me. And I can tell that you still secretly think of me. Why else would you continuously appear in my dreams saying nothing but staring at me?