Wednesday, 8 May 2013
02:09:47 AM (GMT)
Do you know me? Do you really? I've told you so many things about me, both good and
Yet,being with you, I feel like a stranger, as though I'm not who I say I am, even
though I really am myself.
I feel different, lifted up. A strange,tingling,numbing feeling overcomes me when I'm
around you, and when it disappears so do you, and is replaced with this resounding
pain of something important missing.
You get me better than anyone else yet still seem to miss the message I convey. False
vixens, no matter how kind-hearted or wonderful, lead you astray, hurting you time
and time again, everyday.
And even though I caused you and I a small hurt, it saved us from an even deeper
Laying in bed at night I remember how much I miss you,and how I longed for you when
you weren't around. Now I realize you were like a drug, a very strong drug clouding
my mind, preventing me from thinking clearly.
You had me addicted to you, and you only kept hurting me, over and over again.
With my head finally cleared I could see how wrong I was about you, how bad you were
You truly deserve the false vixens you chase after. They certainly provide you with
what you want, and Karma uses them to strike you with all the harm you caused me.