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My God. Your getting to me.
Its bad enough that Im depressed beyond recovery...
but this is just pitiful.
Ive tried so hard.. as a part of my recovery, my revival, to reach you. Ive written, ive talked, Ive cried.... and nothing.
I could be crying to myself. no difference.
this is shameful. this is disgusting.
I reach out, i need to feel some reflection.
And you shun me, you walk away...
you ignore me, you spite me, you move your pompous little ass across the country and close your eyes.
I am still left, pitiful and sobbing and alone.
Every day the same.
My efforts are draining.
Today I find myself wishing you wont call.
Hoping not to see you or think of you... tired of aching.
Today, I find that I dont care how you are doing.
I don't care if Ive ever hurt you.
Maybe I will hate myself for this... Im becoming cold and complacent and empty. Just like you are.
Isnt that just wonderful?
Even if you were to reach for me... and you will not...
I would turn on you.
Its bad enough that Im depressed beyond recovery...
but this is just pitiful.
Ive tried so hard.. as a part of my recovery, my revival, to reach you. Ive written, ive talked, Ive cried.... and nothing.
I could be crying to myself. no difference.
this is shameful. this is disgusting.
I reach out, i need to feel some reflection.
And you shun me, you walk away...
you ignore me, you spite me, you move your pompous little ass across the country and close your eyes.
I am still left, pitiful and sobbing and alone.
Every day the same.
My efforts are draining.
Today I find myself wishing you wont call.
Hoping not to see you or think of you... tired of aching.
Today, I find that I dont care how you are doing.
I don't care if Ive ever hurt you.
Maybe I will hate myself for this... Im becoming cold and complacent and empty. Just like you are.
Isnt that just wonderful?
Even if you were to reach for me... and you will not...
I would turn on you.