Only Ending I Know (working title)
How should I have expected this to go
when my heart's as vast
as the moment you first felt love
yet only as deep
as you on your knees blowing my brains out
like I should've done to save you from thinking
two broken people could make a whole
or that sensual sensations could supplement self-esteem
now that I see you steamed and your eyes dripping with the blood of dreams I imposed on you
It was my fault
I was the "lie" at the heart of your "believe"
my pretty intentions
masked parasite-al desires
that diluted your spirit
and desecrated our deformed union
I loved you as honestly as I could
and my regrets lie only at our end
I found myself with a boundless capacity for compassion
with no cause to care for,
but to caress you calmed me
and kept me coming back consistently
convinced we'd create a ceaseless companionship
but calamity crushed us from my own careless conscience
and left me cynical
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