Dysfunctional Dreamer

The End.

I was right.
There is no more us,
just you or me.
But it's always about you.
Wasn't it?
Don't try to be kind
to heal your own guilt
You've already done enough
Damage to me.
I loved you with all my heart
I don't know if
you realized.
Because you've always
been too busy deciding
Spinning, running,working
to know if you
Felt the same.

There is no more us
Just you, and I don't know
about me.

posted by nori_b @ 2:16 PM