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[sewingelliott]

i wake up
quietly so as not to wake you.
i tiptoe around your moods
the ones you're never without
and pretend every hurtful thing was never said or implied.
i try so hard to make you smile
but rarities like that are reserved for anyone other than me.
your apologies are endless and seem sincere.
i can forgive if you can deliver.
but the promises you made were feeble and empty.
the truth shows itself in a matter of hours.
you let your sleep devour your conscience.
and now i dont know who you are.