oh. number one hundred and eighteen.

I've always calculated out every little social move in my life.
One day, I let my heart be free with out giving it a second thought, for I had been head over heels for this particular person for two years.
Sadly, that person didn't want my heart, but only the body encasing it.
The person threw me out like yesterday's news as soon as I refused sex, because I wanted something more with them.
That person was the ringleader of my friend circle, and now I've been ostracized.

But that's not my mistake.

My mistake is the fact that I'm still mind-numbingly in love with that person, and I keep thinking they'll come back for me.

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