Don't give me your truths,
from all of them I'll only reveal,
My heart has become a wound
that we can't ever heal.

These secrets, out of em all
yours feel like chains,
I'll break under pressure

A quiet catastrophe,
Time is a fleeting treasure.

I have questions for you.
But I don't think he knows why.
          (I don't think you know-do you?)
No.
          (You don't.)
I'm not sure I do-actually.
          (No.)

Well...maybe.
No-no. I don't want to ask it anymore.
          (Let's push this down-deep down. Never saw it. )
          (Please. It can't hurt me if its deep enough.)
          (I'm not sure I can handle this-)
I have to...

Did you realise?
          (Why didn't I realise?)

Tell me something...
Why wasn't Tinder letting you log in?
How long did your selfie take to verify?
         (The effort it takes to actually VERIFY yourself, seriously??)

Last September you were wondering that...
In fact!
3 days in a row you were Googling your issues with Tinder.  

Can't remember? 2024 & 2019? Feeling queasy?
Me too.
     (Tell me you didn't.)
     (Trick me.)
     (Lie to me please, I'm begging you)
     (I'll believe you, I promise.)

But that's okay, honey!
I'll jog your memory~
If we take a look at Exhib-
         
     (No.)
Never mind.
I can't do this.
              (I'm so angry.)

I wait for you to see what you've done.  
I wait for you to speak.
You do.

But you don't acknowledge me.

You go at your own leisure,
Don't you?

I am blinded.
I scream, and shout.

But I only destroy what was.

I can't take the reins,
But I can no longer wait.