So why should I take your hand

if you cant promise happy endings?

Here I am.. In the same position I was before. I cant say I didn't see it coming.. But I trusted you enough, listened to every 'I love you', and ignored everyone's opinions about you, all in hopes that you'd give me a little glimmer of hope. You're not supposed to make me cry, so what exactly am I doing in this emotional state? I'm here feeling pathetic, denied, and abandoned - That's what I'm doing. Might I add, I also feel like garbage.. Oh, you also said I was dirty. So there you have it. Pathetic. Denied. Abandoned. Garbage. Dirty. I should make an acronym, shouldn't I? Then I can always refer back to this very feeling, every time you start to be somewhat respectable to me. Oh who am I kidding? You and I both know I'll be right back on my knees for you within a few days.. If you bring out that sweet talking side, maybe even a few hours. I can hear them now.. "Why put yourself through the pain?" "You don't deserve this." "You're better than what he says." Believe me.. I know I'm better than you. But you don't understand how much I love you. Yes, I said it; I love you. And no, I don't think I ever will truly get over it. Even when you say you think I'm garbage, and when you questions my dignity in reference to your touch.. I'm not done loving you yet. Not even after 3 strikes. The permission to call me worthless is now open..