The sun shone down on us, but somehow I was left in the dark.
We were picture perfect, we were.
It was all an act, a fake, I was a flop and you were unreal.
Please tell me when it all failed, it all fell to the ground of clutter and mess.
Anarchy
The colour draining from our faces as they approached.
When did we fall apart?
Was it before or after they found out about our scam?
The sick thing was that even though I knew it wasn't real I still fell for you, hard and fast and I couldn't. I couldn't do anything about it because there was her. It was always her. She was the problem.
She's the reason why we fell, why we failed.
Her and her mouth that taunted me as they would always find their way to taste your lips.
You managed to change me, after months. I saw, finally but as soon as I came to the realization the universe ended it.
We were broken people, only one being healed.
You don't love her, I know for a fact you don't.
Everything was over before it started. That's what killed me most.
DO YOU HEAR ME? YOU KILLED ME.
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