.back to rehab.

i wish i knew...

i wish u knew...

how torn i am right now. after the bullshit we went through, why the fxck fxck do i want to talk to you? im supposed to hate you.

or thats whats expected of me.

i get it. i completely understand what happened was fxcked up. but you still get to me.

you still text me out of the blue and i smile like i just won some money, we hug and i still get those butterflies...

and why do you look at me like that?

you know...

that look that you give me... idk how to describe it. its like you're searching my face for something... like an answer... or like you're wanting to say something. stupid cru just looks off smiling when i really jz wanna be like 'damn i miss being in your presence everyday.'

i bet u i wont say it.

im sittin here like... aight we supposed 2 kick it. keep it simple and watnot. i guess start over but i do NOT wanna get sucked in by you again! SHxT! Are you aware of how addictive ur lips are? i thought abt kissing you earlier today. it was always that "we should really go pray before i get you" look afterwards. that feeling... Jesus...

*taps pipe* there goes that ANGELdust again.

Fxck you i kicked my habit...

its just that lingering high that im still feeling thats really getting to me. im thinking maybe if i could take one more hit of you... i could decide.

Unfortunately, i already know how this story would end...

my dumbass gon try anyway.

hopefully somebody rewrote the script.

boy i tell ya...

- Yungin. ((f.l.h))