Well, you finally did it. I have fallen out of love with you. I can't tolerate your manipulative endeavours. The way that you have people fall for you only to hurt them. How do you manage to entice people to fall for you so? On the surface you are alluring, dangling your gift boxes of empty promises. On the inside you are worm wood; rotting from the inside. You are a virus infecting the unaware and naive. I see your intrinsic self in how you treat my friends. The twisted way you invoke temporary fits on jealous insanity. How do you trick people to keep giving so much of themselves that they are nothing more than a reprobate? What is your opium that causes people to remain with you even after seeing your flaws, your vices - your self? You are a stain. There is no use for you. What are you good for? There's even no use for you in heaven, you're not even welcomed there. Well, no more. This fool has wised up. Farewell to you and the Babylon whore that you clawed your way out of like the miscreation you are. I have fallen so much out of love with you that even the idea of you causes bouts of nausea and anxiety.
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4 comments:
Damn - nasuea and anxiety? That's some kinda falling out of love.
are you talking about who I think you're talking about?
@ Fuzzy -
No, this isn't to ANYONE in particular. This came to me after spending the night with a some friends, all of which were coupled up and just the drama that came about. It quickly reminded me of what it is like to be in a relationship. And the for first time in a long time, I don't want it.
I actually work in Morristown now.
I felt this exact way but had trouble putting it into words a couple months back. I'm just glad it's over but thank you for putting words to exactly what I felt about him. Now I've moved on and just don't care at all.
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