Monday, September 27, 2010

too predictable.

you fell asleep again.

all we’ll ever be is friends.

who kiss, and fuck, and fight.

and sleep alone all the other nights.

i cant bring myself to tell you..

i hope you choke on that cigarette.

i cant bring myself to tell you..

you’re everything i regret.

i cant bring myself to tell you..

i love to watch you bleed.

but the number one thing i cant tell you..

is how much you mean to me.

all we’ll ever be is what we are.

both too messed up, both too scarred.

we want the same thing, in a different way.

fuck you, is what i want to say.

we are opposite, yet the same.

we’re both going to lose this game.

as the tears trickle down my cheek.

go ahead and fall asleep.

its nothing new, its all been done.

the games over, no one won. 

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