It just seems like fit so perfectly together-you know exactly what I think. You finish my sentences. You get to me in a way not many people can. You give me all of your life and still-something’s missing…
You were there when I needed you and still keep being there by my side. How come, I cannot really find any imperfection in you but still feeling like you deserve something better than myself. Someone, who would be yours both mentally and physically.Someone who’d do the same you do for them. Someone, you’d love with all of your heart and they;d love you back… Someone, who’s not me…
I am cheating on you. I wish it was the physical act though but is the worse-my feelings and heart and cheating on you. They belong to someone like myself, who doesn’t seem to appreciate the person near them, who cannot seem to see what’s good for them and what they actually want and need… Ironic, isn’t it?
And now, I light up a cigarette, sit near and window and watch. A few seconds, I take out the cigarette that was between my lips a few seconds ago and directly gets lighted off. It is dark, it is cloudy. It is raining, like for a company of what really goes on in my heart, soul and mind. I am guilty for playing with your feelings and the scary part is that you’re not the first one I’ve ever done it. There have been hundreds of women and men, all pure before meeting me and ending up being exactly like me in the end, making their own victims of love and surrounding feelings whenever they’ve finally found the strength of leaving me alone…
Even if I want, I can’t become an angel-you are wrong for naming me one. You still keep on loving me despite I push you away. Will that save me though? Will it save you? Run while you can my girl-you don’t deserve to suffer. You don’t deserve even the slightest disinterest. You still have the time of saving yourself before falling even deeper. Listen to me, while I am still a human because I have the feeling that soon, even the last drop of humanity in me would be completely gone…
This sounds very familiar…