ugh i feel sorry for you. yes me. yes you. i can feel your bitter breath coming at me through bitter words. get over yourself i want to say but stare. for lack of you ever understanding me or me understanding anything. ive been waiting for this silence. the final silence. where we say nothing because everything has been said whether or not it was slandered. i feel sorry for me too. to lose you. for lack of whatever and everything i lack. the mirror isnt clear enough for me to see flaws. and your absence has really made them disappear. the pictures are slowly falling off the wall and i can almost see why i should of saw this coming. you're becoming what i've always hated. and the words you spoke were true but you didnt stand by them. but you play the victim like i know you can, but its just playing.