The Things I Won'T Admit

As much as I hate to admit it, Everything you are probably thinking is probably true. Because every day I think of you, and the awful things you used to do. Yet I smile, yet I laugh yet I still give a crap When realistically I shouldn't want anything to do with you. You Cheated You lied You cried and you Connived but the more I think ill survive the less i actually strive to contrive a reason for existence every day I see you standing there with that Oh-So-Innocent stare as I pass by you on my way to class but when you don't know I'm looking I can tell how you are really looking sunken in, broken down and everyday I hope you've found a reason to say you are sorry a reason to take me back a reason to see that everyone of those other girls lacked but you never have you never will I guess its a good thing I can lie to myself still.