Whispers
you just wasted all my time, all this effort in making you mine. playing games with my mind, more lies than ’i'm fine’. crazy what we give and what we're given, can’t even tell you that you’re forgiven, i just need you to listen. who do you belong to? who do you sing these songs to? who you did this wrong to? | wish i had answers to your self inflicted questions, wish i had prevalence in all your mentions all these feelings, words with no meanings. i don't need your self induced sympathy, no need to break hearts don’t need you sin for me, nor those half hearted apologies, excuses as to how this was some self created prophecy, blaming me but that was never me, failed arguments of how this bettered me. nights go by and we grow a little stronger, they say the heart grows fond when the absence is longer, but maybe the heart grows a bond when you let go off holding on too much, labelling it as love when it's all too much. we truly ignore those who love us and love the ones who are blind to us, guess we're all fools and blind to love, so go find another mind to fuck, i've tried enough.
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