A walk in my shoes...

I was over you… for like 108th time… and you come back around apologizing for not even speaking to me after it took everything in me to let you come over and talk. All of my strength not to let you see me cry. And yet here you are with some off the wall explanation… Something that will more than likely reel me back in. Damn it, I was happier hating you! But why in the hell can’t I seem to just let you go, and to tell you to f*ck off?!