Sep 05, 2008 19:10
The anxiousness feels the room and every eye is on me. If I choose to be honest then the scene will be dramatic and fast, but if I choose to fake and dance around the room then the scene will graceful and drawn out. It is always up to me. I've always been one for the spotlight, so tonight I will scream at the top of my lungs what is exactly wrong with me. I've gotten through this hurt and heart ache without you before, and I'm prone to repeating everything in my life. Give it a second try. Apologize, make light of the situation. I can never forgive you. I can never trust you. I will forever be staring up the sky and wondering what went wrong the first time. Your eyes are swollen from the lack of sleep I've been creating and my hands are ruby red from all crimes I've committed. You're the only person in the world who can make me truly cry. Not a few tears, but weeping and begging you to stay. You have me sprawled out on the floor. You have me where you want me. This will never be okay. I hope you're good at pretending.