fuck you.
i badly want to hate you and be done.
why do you have to be close to perfect?
with your pretty smile and angelic voice and that fucking brain of yours.
why do you have to be you?
i love you, that i'll admit but after that no more will come out of me; a swear
can i hate you?
is that possible?
yes or no, i will split the waters in half.
now it hurts more to like than hate you.
why do you dictate my feelings so?
no- how?
how were you made to fit so perfectly in my eyes and heart that it's impossible to feel anything else.
get away from my life.
get away-
or better yet,
come near.
come closer so that i can't breathe.
come so close that i can't question what i have to do anymore because at that point you're already mine.
the latter is high in his throne but even so a king can still fall.
(21-12-22)
