Two Faced.

I am starting to realize my mistake. I fear it to be grave. I know I had asked for all of this. But always? No. I don't think do. You should be blamed for my tears that keep falling down my face. You have to bear the shame for my blood that is flowing out of my hands :(

You looked straight into my eyes and promised me the world. Wow...How you blew me away...And I thought that was how Love was suppose to feel. Hell. I'm so wrong. I feel so deceived for all the things you had promised to me. How will I know you're being true to me? How will I know you're being you and that I'm loving the right guy?

How can I trust you when you tell me different stories all the time? I'm so disappointed in you. You managed to hurt me best. I'm overtly impressed by your words. You're getting as cold as death and I'm beginning to feel a wall everytime I try to reach for your hands. Am I imagining things? I doubt it. It is real. This time. It is real...

Why am I falling down so far away from Help? Now, I can barely see the sky. My clarity has been blocked. And now I am engulfed in utter darkness. I fucking cared too much for you. You just seem to be throwing all of it away, like free money to richest people in the world. Now, things seem to back fire. You're starting to push your finger into my opened wounds. Why are you starting to be this way? You're not the man I used to know. I used to love... ):