You Gave Up
You promised you wouldn’t give up on me. Guess your promises don’t mean that much, cause here I am alone again. You don’t even understand how much it hurts to have someone leave who said they were going to stay. For some reason I had this strange thought that maybe you were gonna be the one that saved me. I wanted you to be that person. But you gave up on me, and moved on, just like everybody else. Why did you have to give up on me? Why couldn’t I just be worth a fight for once? Why do always end up alone?
Gabby's the name, and i'm 15 years old. Music is my life. For some reason a guitar, pen and paper can just make everything better for me. I have an infinite love for Death Cab and City & Colour, but if you talk to most of my friends they'll probably tell you I'm obsessed with Justin Bieber or Drake...which I am, I really can't deny that. I also have a special adoration for Oasis, Rooney, A Day To Remember, illScarlett and Taylor Swift. I am greatly afraid of escalators and cats make me nervous. I'm kind of socially awkward and I'm good at faking a smile. Nicholas Sparks is my favourite author. J'adore le langue du français, boys confuse me and the 80s inspires me. I think pickles and sour keys are fantastc, and I eat poptarts from the inside out.
I'm a believer, a doubter, a lover, a hater, a friend and an enemy. I have dreams and I have nightmares, I smile and I cry, I'm weird and I'm normal. And I am perfectly okay with that jumbled mess that I call me because truth is; I don't know who I am or who I want to be, but I don't think anyone really does right now. That's half the fun of being a teenager <3
