I thought I had control walking into this
It's the things that you said that made me forget
And made me lower my guard
Those "one day we'll do this" and "I want to wake up to you" conversations
That got to me
It really did
I wish I was better prepared
That the second you started saying those sweet nothings
The empty promises,
The lies
I should of ran
Now look at me
A blubbering mess
A girl with hopes of a future with someone with no intention of staying
All because she wasn't prepared.
