Mood: Tired.
Song: Addicted - Electric Valentine.
Soon it'll be a month since our downfall,
And at first I blamed me.
Everything, and anything, all of it lead back to me.
How I was so terrible,
Never could I make you smile,
Never make you feel like being with me was worth while.
And now, I've stopped blaming me.
And I still can't blame you.
For some unfathomable reason, you're perfection.
Not a damn thing can be flawed when it comes to you.
"Save me,
Addicted to you,
Waiting,
Addicted to you.
You know, you know,
You know, you know."
I'm not addicted anymore.
I'm not waiting anymore.
******** you.
I'll never hate you,
I know it because I couldn't if I tried,
But I'll never love you again,
Because I couldn't if I tried.
Being battered and torn to shreds,
Left to the very core,
On the breaking point -
NO.
BEYOND the breaking point,
And you broke me.
Broke me into a million pieces that I spent years crafting;
Lost, confused, tormented.
You did it.
And yet, I cannot get mad at you.
I still can't feel like it's your fault,
But I also can't feel like it's mine.
I'd love to blame outsiders,
Anyone but you, I guess.
But I can't,
and I regress, that this is awfully pathetic of me.
I guess, what I'm trying to say,
Is simply this;
Perhaps our break up was meant to be,
Perhaps nature just took it's course.
Perhaps you were never mine,
And I was never meant to be your's.
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Missa Defunctorum
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