And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.
Please, don’t tell me you like me when you’re gonna flirt with other people. Don’t tell me you miss me when you’re go off missing other people, too. Don’t give me pet names when you’re giving other people pet names, too. Don’t treat me like I’m special when you’re making other people feel special, too. Don’t tell me you care & later on make it seem like you don’t give a fuck. Don’t tell me you love me when you’re not really in love. Just don’t.