in your eyes i see everything, including my failures
if i’m bound to disappoint others,
why try?
if i’m limited by linguistics to communicate the feeling of being subjected to the human condition,
why do i try so hard to be understood?
after everything i went through for you, bent my morality, my way of life, everything, it means nothing to you and you don’t care, i realize that now clearer than i ever have. over a year i will never get back, i hope you’re happy with what you destroyed because one day you will see what could’ve been. all this had to happen just for my stubborn heart to realize
nobody gives a fuck about how i feel
you were supposed to be here today
just like you were supposed to be there for my nieces first birthday
just like you were supposed to be there for thanksgiving
just like you are supposed to be there this christmas
why did you have to go?
you’re a stranger
but i still remember the tattoos you want
you’re a stranger
but i still remember your deepest desires
you’re a stranger
but i still remember your mannerisms
you’re a stranger
