20.03.2017
How did I get myself suck into your manipulative world, time and time again.
The end so complicated, so precise, so distinctive, this time I want to move forth without a second glance of returning to your arms, the past. So ungratified, so shallow, so you.
If you loved me the way you claim you did, you would have fought for me when no one else would, you would hold me tighter with each push I distance myself away from you. Sadly, you didn't and this time, I'm gone, for good.