Dec 11, 2003 15:22
I hope you have a nice life.
Because I wont.
Not after everything that has happened.
You were like the
Coldest winter chill, freezing
My vocal chords shut.
Remember those nights at the beach,
Where I would tell
You everything,
And I just listened as you bragged
About some boy.
The rain is falling hard. And you hit
Me without ever hitting me
At all.
I don't like the person that you have
Become. Your so full
Of yourself, and you think your
So great. But why don't
I see it?
All I see are the stupid
Memories that
Were never really
Memories,
Shoved in a shoe
Box in the closet. Nothing means everything
To you, and to me your
Nothing.
I haven't cried. But instead, I see
Things more clearly now
In the rain.
And the puddles tell me truth,
Where as you never
Told me anything at all.
But I've watched
The blood falls and hits the ground. And when
I fell the hardest all you had
To say was "Oh." Or maybe nothing
Would have been better than something.
So I hope your satisfied
With who you
Are and how you act.
Because I don't feel as though your
The coolest thing
Since
Fake came back in style.
I've crossed
Your name out of everything.
As far as I am
Concerned,
Your dead to me just
Like the star that
Died 5 minutes before. So have
A nice life, I hope
You fail everything
That you try to do. And just remember
You have to earn someone's
Love before you
Can receive it.
You are the reason that I believe
In nothing anymore.