anytime someone praises the qualities i own,
i feel like a trickster.
a master of deception
a queen of lies
a doomed being
that doesn't deserves anything

just criticism
is what feels fine.
am i sick?
do i need treatment?
do i need to be locked up in a cage?
do i?

please say i do.
cause that seems just alright.

i don't feel happy like i used too.
i wonder what's different.
is it you or me.
or maybe i just don't feel the same anymore.

maybe we need to break it off.

are you really my friend?
i wonder every time someone,
comes close towards this heart.

it has forgotten,
how to trust,
how to unlearn that people don't care,
how to think that some aren't bad.

are you that one my friend?
do you really care for this silly human.

a no as an answer is well accepted here,
without any questions,
without any explanations.
you are free to walk away.

the deal being you never turn back.

today, i forgave you.
yesterday, and a lot of days before that, i used to wonder
how could, you do this to me?
how could , you not care?
how could you leave like that?
how could you be so indifferent towards me?

i figured, maybe that's the best you have to offer right now.
or maybe our chapter has ended.
either way, you are not here with me, says that's how you want it to be.

i have stop wondering the what ifs between us.
cause that's not a reality.
i need to love the real world without you in it.
it was tough.
it's still at times.

but i have reach here.
and no more reminiscing.

i have made peace,
with your existence in my memories,
forever.