We always both knew, you and I--
that this whole relationship was toxic.
Constantly fighting, constantly hurting each other...
I remember a time, a time long ago
when we were as close as family;
but things went south, and so did we.
Left after the initial infection
was nothing more than rehearsed conversation
empty words, going through the motions...
What we once has was dead and gone;
a riddled through corpse
from the bullet holes of our many wars...
So I sit here and wonder
if either of us will truly recover from this whole thing
I've done my damage;
Words that shouldn't have said
and words that should of, but I could never force out.
You've done yours;
quick quips and heat of the moment explosions...
Over reactions on both of our parts.
But we're weak now
I'm weak now..
And I can no longer bring up my gun to fight.
And it's been like that for a while now.
I've been too exhausted from fighting
my own emotional wars
to continue in our blank masked charade
and endless fights
So I've taken blank point shots
and bomb drops
and raids on my self esteem...
you've made me feel like nothing...
You've made me feel like
I'm not important to care about..
You were never there when I was screaming your name
when I need you
even when I was always there to catch your fall...
So good bye
my friend...
May we once again have the chance to meet in another life
Maybe when we're both a little more mature..
and have more to do than engage ourselves in such petty wars,,,
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Persephone Cosplayer
[ 𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖 / TOR ] - engaged
This is my face, I guess.
Tired.
People suck.
I don't dissociate enough for this s**t.
Where'd I go?
[ A galaxy far far away ]
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