Consume You Too
I told you I was sorry.
You thought I was lying.
But it might have been the first true thing we've said to each other in months.
I was sorry.
I was sorry you thought I would put up with the worry.
With the cheating.
With the pain.
With the lies.
I was sorry for how little you really seemed to know me.
Because if you'd known me,
You would have that,
There's a lion inside.
And if you're not careful,
It will consume you too.
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