How has it ended up like this?!
You told me we were never ever ever ever getting back together, yet now we're doing this all over again? It's all too similar to last semester... The second week of uni.. The Tuesday night before my morning Marketing lecture. You look so pissed off again. And fucked off home. Are we really doing this again?
I love having you around me and all the attention you give me but you have to leave soon and you don't like me anyway. So what are you doing? Eugh. I bet you regret it now. I bet you feel like you have tricked me into this all again. Tomorrow you will just tell me how you didn't want this all over again. Just fml.