dial a cliche'

just empty cliche's echoing out and crashing up against each other and i'm swaying so hard as the flood of shock swallows me. I was so sure about you. but you weren't sure about me. filled me up like a balloon then burst me with retraction.
DISCLAIMER:My feelings may expire, check best before.
you did it clean, so I don't get to be cross. but, fuck, I can't possibly beleive the girls who loved you before me, the ones who got to be angry because of how you fucked up, I won't beleive they loved you like I do.
and I want it to stop. I think it's unfair that you could retract your feelings in an instant. And I am a husk with nothing inside, but wishing i could stop loving you. I'll never make you love me.
You gave me so much. I'd filled the void in me with you, and now that you're gone the hole is bigger and there's nothing i can do.
I'm broken heart cliche's and drunk and high all sticky-taped together with lit cigarettes.
That's all I've got left, that's what I'm reduced to. I never was much more than that anyway. And you have the gall to tell me I haven't changed and I'm still awesome. I can't help but feel like if that were true you'd still love me.
I can't make myself understand how your heart could change so fast.I wish mine could too. 'm sick of being stuck with being so sad with loving you.
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I'm terrified that nothing will ever make sense again