This end.

I've been waiting for this day. Waiting to tell you how I love you. I've been waiting for this, to tell you how much I hate you.

For the things you've shown me, The hurt I never knew and the deepness that never existed.

You've always known, that this is how it wasn't supposed to be.

The lack of listening the seperate paths, you listen to them instead of me. the openings the screen shows you instead of the open feelings showing on me.

I hide and yet, and yet you see nothing, nothing but that screen.