When I met you, I was getting over someone. Someone who was great at first and whom I had given my heart to and she had stomped all over it. I didn't know how or why it ended so abruptly. I was hurt and was working on getting over @her; I was working on getting past the need to find answers when someone just pushes you aside as if you were disposable.
But when I saw you, I wanted you. I didn't wanted you to be my girlfriend, I knew I couldn't offer you anything, I was empty and you were ending your relationship, I knew better than to get involved with someone I couldn't give or receive anything and for the first time, I had no expectations.
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