Nothing seems to please me after your metaphorical deserting of me.
it couldn't hurt to say a small truth.
you don't trust them enough to forgive you like I do.
it seems your love is conditional
And mine becoming more so
I have  never valued your silence
you have never had the courage to face my honesty
youd think Id have walked away by now?
it seems I'm addicted to hurt
and that there's really no other option.
is there?