The timing of your arrival can be considered extravagant to some, but to me it is only another inconvenience. Another inconvenience from you. Another failure. Everyone sees the angel inside your eyes, but i see the truth behind your lies.
maybe if you cared, maybe if you showed it now, then, and everywhere in between, i would have guessed that you would come back. I would actually appreciate your company. But i don't and i can't. And quite honestly, i don't think i ever will. For my heart is twisted from your incisioning wounds and i'm tired and broken from trying to snap back and fight.
To see you now is like to see you then: colde, ruthless, sucking up so you can take all from me later, so they will take your side over mine, your insanity over mine ... your irrational mind over my realist soul ... again.
You put my life in my day, the dreams in my night, the dark in my soul. And you tore it away. Again. You think that i may let you in, but i won't. Not this time. Not Again.
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