The End.

by Neme juste un jouet   Jul 14, 2008


I never loved before.
Never, not even slightly close to this.
For if That was love,
then i wish never to make that mistake again,
but here i am saying...
That I love him.
So therefore that can't be love,
correct?
-all these things that came before-
They were nothing,
they said it themselves
and I nod and agree.
You are right you know,
I never truly loved you
because hate is a greater and easier thing.
So I will not write of a love I never had,
and I will not Act
as if I was blind
or that this is not the first time.
Because, this truly is.
And that my friend, is the end of the story.
The end of It.

~i could try to sugar coat this... but I want to do something for me. So why censor? Why delete. Ef, this is all me for me.

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