I see

I see it already.

I see the pain and I see my everyday encounters fading into memories.

I see the new wounds I'll have to bare.

I see you leaving me when I need you the most.

Why me?

Or why not me rather?

Because I'm young?

Because I'm crazy?

Because I couldn't make you feel.

I'm sorry I'm so, so fucking sorry, to you and myself.

I'm stupid to have thought I stood a chance.

Whatever you needed from me has been used to its fullest extent and now I've run out.

I've seen this coming for a while but I never wanted to believe it would actually happen.

I've always known I would never stand a chance because I never really ever have been enough.

Not enough to make anyone stay anyways.

Not enough to make you feel.

Alrhough, I hope I made you happy during our time together, my god how I hope I've made you happy.

That's all I ever wanted.

From the very beginning I saw your pain and I understood it, I related to it Bc of how crazy the situation was.

Unfortunately I was only revenge to you.

Well, look at you now.

-GG