Wicknedness
is when you come,
knowing you're going to leave.
When you fill me,
knowing you're going to make me empty.
When you make me attached,
while you're detached.
When you tell me "I'm special",
when everyone else is special to you.
When you say "I'm the only one",
but you say the same to her.
When you tell me you love me...
just as you open the door
to
LEAVE ME.
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 7:46 AM UTC
Wicknedness
is when you come,
knowing you're going to leave.
When you fill me,
knowing you're going to make me empty.
When you make me attached,
while you're detached.
When you tell me "I'm special",
when everyone else is special to you.
When you say "I'm the only one",
but you say the same to her.
When you tell me you love me...
just as you open the door
to
LEAVE ME.
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