I want to.
I want to tell you that I'll be here for you.
I want to tell you that you can tell me anything.
I want to tell you that I still care.
I want to tell you that no matter what happened, I never stopped caring.
I want to even tell you that I love you. Not as a girlfriend but as a friend.
But if I did, I'd be lying.
I'd be lying.
I'm not a liar.
So don't make me one.
Don't make me the villan.
Because that would make you the hero.
And that's sure as hell a damn lie.
The way you looked at me that day.
That day I decided to break your heart.
That day I decided to "just be friends".
That day you broke my spirit.
That day you made me cry.
And in reality, you broke me just as much as I broke you.
Because when you left I cried.
I cried myself to sleep when you told me you loved me and I didn't feel the same.
And I cried when you told me to forget you said it.
"because its not true, I lied" you said.
Those eyes.
Your eyes.
I can't get them out of my fucking head man.
Its imprinted.
Like a tattoo.
Like a sharp knife carved them my skull.
They were so dark.
So black.
I remember all so clearly.
The fog will eventually come and it will soon be just a haze in my memory.
I'm looking forward to those days because I still even remember a few days later when you said,
"sorry I lied.
I do still love you."
