You beg for my love,
you make claims that
you'll change,
but all your words are
empty,
and you're not much of
a loss anyway,
so I'll do what you did,
and leave you on read,
because you're the reason
that our love is dead.

~ t.g.

Interesting,
how you tell me
I'm heartless,
when you stood by idle
watching me fall apart
while calling your name.
You smiled with friends,
and watched me crumble
all alone, when you were
supposed to "love me."
So go on,
cry your eyes out,
scream my name,
and tell me you hate me,
cause Im enjoying every
second of it.

~ t.g.