To my dearest
Or so it would seem
This is the closest I can get to an apology
Because if I’m being honest
Which I rarely am
I’m not sorry
Not one bit
But it’s ok because you don’t know what I’ve done
You don’t know that I feel nothing for you
You don’t know that I’ve cheated on you time and time again and felt no remorse
You don’t know how many times I’ve told you I can’t talk, or that I can’t go on a date with you
Because I always have plenty of time to spare
But I just don’t want to spend it on you
The thing that would make you cry
Is that all I ever saw you as
Was a pawn on a chessboard
And I am incapable
Of seeing you as beautiful
Or loving you
Because I have come to realize
There is no beauty or love in this world
At least not for me.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 8:09 PM UTC
To my dearest
Or so it would seem
This is the closest I can get to an apology
Because if I’m being honest
Which I rarely am
I’m not sorry
Not one bit
But it’s ok because you don’t know what I’ve done
You don’t know that I feel nothing for you
You don’t know that I’ve cheated on you time and time again and felt no remorse
You don’t know how many times I’ve told you I can’t talk, or that I can’t go on a date with you
Because I always have plenty of time to spare
But I just don’t want to spend it on you
The thing that would make you cry
Is that all I ever saw you as
Was a pawn on a chessboard
And I am incapable
Of seeing you as beautiful
Or loving you
Because I have come to realize
There is no beauty or love in this world
At least not for me.
XxfakelovexX
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