So, i hang on every lasting word that you speak and i know that they wont last. For secrets that you don't know will arise and shed a light on my thoughts and on my ever darkening past. One day like the rest you will hate me for what i am, emotionally unavailable, mentally unstable, for i am destroyed and twisted like an over turned table and i don't give a damn. regretting to having known me and loathing the day we met, judging me solely on truths so i cant argue, i don't blame you, and i wont forget. Of the good times we had although they were few, next to the wrist cutting stress and sleepless nights you put me through. In my mind i realize that being with you was a gamble with a substantial bet. but i owe nothing, aside of a thank you for the smiles as well as the scars that have payed this debt. Now my final question that i ask to you as a friend as my heart begins to rip, was it you or I that was the victim in this dysfunctional relationship?
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