You

tragic, wasn't it? how we fell all the lies that you tell was it the reason that i shed tell me how’d you forget everything so i can too every touch of yours on my bed . but you aren't the reason anymore self harm is in my daily chores is it a reward for i gave you more? i was naive and you were bored, i shouldn't have opened the door but you aren't the reason anymore. . you were my holy desire sacred we could build an empire and so you vowed to be a liar oh that pretentious attire yet i settled, then you began to tire?