and you thought it would be easier to say your good-byes...
well well.. look at you..
you're still there wrapped up in your excessive superficiality
and yes, i lie here alone, satisfied with frail, wilted stems of faintheartedness
i have been weak alone yet don't we all contribute to being so profoundly undesirable..
you may play your games as you wish. i'll participate from a distance, only praying that you lose..
my bolted chains have unhinged from despair of solidarity.. yes, child..
i am here, and you.
well that's blatantly obvious..... You are over there..
cold? wait no, warm.. yes yes.. that's it... i hope you're warm.
no.. wait no...
i only hope you survive...
yes.. outlive your own options for gratitude serving upon your shoulders that bare nothing other than deceitfulness..
perhaps one day we'll meet again..
although... i surely hope not..
and now, only your words will keep you here...