i was trying to make you love me but i was afraid of trying too hard, and as you disregarded my presence every time we met i realized how pointless your love would actually be to me
you proved yourself unworthy of me the second i discovered your true identity and while the fact that i thought i really did know you at one point may terrify me beyond belief, i am so proud to finally release you from my heart, and bleed you out of my fleeting body
you taught me to not completely give myself away to anyone, and you taught me that while someone may wear a genuinely kind facade, they may be hiding the most cynical, sadist to ever exist
and as i woke up this morning, the sunshine leaked through my blinds, the spring breeze whistled in-between the cracks of the walls, and for the first time in a while,
you were not the first thing on my mind