i blame you for letting me think that it could be possible
i blame you for this vagueness
i blame you for a lot of things
well, it’s not all your fault. i think i am to be blamed as well. well, sort of.
this is a classic case of me biting off more than i could chew. i never expected to have these feelings and thoughts about you again. but i opened the door and invited you in.
and i guess it’s all on me. i read between the lines too much. even if there is nothing there to read. and i blame myself for conjuring up these crazy scenarios in my head that left me expecting too much.
am i headed towards another heartache? i don’t think so, but if i don’t do anything about this, i am well on my way to brokenheartsville.
oh well, nobody dies from a broken heart, might as well risk it.
and yes, i blame you.