Eighteen Seconds Until Sunrise |||POETRY|||

Two Months

Woke up crying again,
Had the same old dream again.
Time is meant to heal these wounds,
But instead they seem to only worsen.

You said those cold words two months ago,
Shattered my entire world in one foul blow.
How was I ever supposed to know?
It hurts more than two months ago.

Sometimes you see me,
But more than likely..
Well, I'm good at being lonely.
I try to be friendly,
That's what you said after all.
Yet you avoid and ignore me,
Yet I continue to fall.

I honestly don't even know I'm so in love with you..
Why can't I bring myself to begrudge the cruel things you do?
All you ever did was lie and mistrust,
I doubt you even felt lust.
You made me embrace my pale skin,
But now it's that much more of a burden.
I was slowly coming out of my shell,
But now I'm stuck writhing in absolute Hell.

Two months ago and the pain is still as fresh,
Red marks still scattered on my flesh.
I should clean off my brush,
Paint a happier picture...
But I seem to cling to this torture.

If you didn't want me in your life,
Why did you have to become the centre of mine?
All you've given to me is heartbreak and strife,
You were out of the line the entire time...

Now I'm left to wonder...
Who kissed you beneath the mistletoe?
Do I even want to know...?
Or who you held to ring in the new year?
...Does she fill your heart with cheer?
Tell me...
Who will be your valentine?

Two months have passed,
But my heart still belongs only to you.
Who would have ever guessed?
Dead girls can cry, too.