It curled its deadly hold around my heart, my sensitive heart. These poisonous thoughts, the few things I figured I would never come to cherish muse over coursed through this troubled conscience of mine--can you believe it? Me, the one who always knows what she wants! Me, the girl who never fails to tell the world what's on her mind...I can't bring myself to speak about this.
But you should.
But...
But what? What do you have to lose? Me? Please, you can't get rid of me. You never will. I'll haunt you so long as you breathe in that sweet, sweet oxygen you crave. Painful, isn't it? Knowing that you're gonna need to tell me before I swallow you whole.
I-...I-...
Nothing, really? Don't want to remember how beautiful he is? Don't want to bother running back to the one thing that will never fail to stay constant?
That's just it! I know history will simply fall back into its original sequence of destruction and in the end I'll crumble into little pieces if I bother to even so much as look back! I don't want to, I don't want to!
Of course you do! That's the whole point of this chat, sweetheart. Besides, its a quite too late for regret; you've already taken a peek behind you. For some while now you have been gazing behind your shoulder just to grab a glimpse of his image. Walking back for you, only you. He loves you dear, only you and no one else!
He ruined me for so long! I don't want that pain back, I don't want these open wounds to bleed anymore than they already have.
This is your fault you know; you're the one who refused to leave them alone. You, being that immature brat you are, figured that picking at these healing scars wouldn't kill you. A little memory wouldn't hurt. Just one, just one and no more. Temptation, playing with such a thing is a scandalous action in itself hmm? I'm sure you know that now, don't you?
Is the perpetual reminder necessary?
I'm supposed to make you miserable. It's working, don't bother denying it. That peppy sarcasm of yours is just a weak weapon of a countermeasure against me. Don't forget who roams your corroding conscience at all times.
If only...
Such questions won't bear an answer. How many times do I have to remind you before you so much as get it?!
But you should.
But...
But what? What do you have to lose? Me? Please, you can't get rid of me. You never will. I'll haunt you so long as you breathe in that sweet, sweet oxygen you crave. Painful, isn't it? Knowing that you're gonna need to tell me before I swallow you whole.
I-...I-...
Nothing, really? Don't want to remember how beautiful he is? Don't want to bother running back to the one thing that will never fail to stay constant?
That's just it! I know history will simply fall back into its original sequence of destruction and in the end I'll crumble into little pieces if I bother to even so much as look back! I don't want to, I don't want to!
Of course you do! That's the whole point of this chat, sweetheart. Besides, its a quite too late for regret; you've already taken a peek behind you. For some while now you have been gazing behind your shoulder just to grab a glimpse of his image. Walking back for you, only you. He loves you dear, only you and no one else!
He ruined me for so long! I don't want that pain back, I don't want these open wounds to bleed anymore than they already have.
This is your fault you know; you're the one who refused to leave them alone. You, being that immature brat you are, figured that picking at these healing scars wouldn't kill you. A little memory wouldn't hurt. Just one, just one and no more. Temptation, playing with such a thing is a scandalous action in itself hmm? I'm sure you know that now, don't you?
Is the perpetual reminder necessary?
I'm supposed to make you miserable. It's working, don't bother denying it. That peppy sarcasm of yours is just a weak weapon of a countermeasure against me. Don't forget who roams your corroding conscience at all times.
If only...
Such questions won't bear an answer. How many times do I have to remind you before you so much as get it?!
