When the Sky Falls

beautiful, right?

It's Not Your Fault

It's not that you did anything wrong, because you didn't. You didn't lead me on, you didn't act one way and talk another. You did nothing wrong but, I'm still going to blame you. It's easier to blame you than to look inwards and possibly blame myself. So, I'm sorry that I'm going to blame you, because it's not your burden to bear. But you have to anyways, because I can't. I can't bear the thought of me fucking up again. I can't stand the thought of falling for another guy that I'm a great friend to and support unconditionally only to have them tell me how they've been with someone else. I'm the friend you tell everything to, and I'm okay with it. Honestly, I am. I'd rather be your friend than nothing at all. That's what I told the ones before you too. At least this is familiar. If you would have shown any mutual interest I would have been in uncharted waters. But in this scenario, the scenario that I'm so accustomed to, I know what to do. I know how to look inside myself and move on. I know how to throw myself into my school work and stop going out as much, because I knew I was going out so much to see you. I know how this will last a month at most and then I'll feel better. But until that point, I'll be haunted by the thoughts and images in my own mind; the ones I can't run from.