Why do I wake up to the sublime sun, yet still feel cold and unwanted?
Why am I reminded of the buried, bitter past?
I want to forget about it, for I can make those memories irrelevant.
But why do you treat me this way?
One day you're looking at me, smiling like there's no tomorrow.
Then the next you see me, and you walk past me like I am non-existent.
Do you really feel that way?
People are complicated, but you are on a whole different level to the rest.
I guess I don't mean that much to you.
As time passes uncontrollably, you become more distant.
But when we rarely talk, your joyful countenance takes me back to better times.
Letting people go is an act of bravery.
And what unsettles me is how I have never truly felt liberated.
When I'm alone, I can sense your gaze among the crowd.
Are you aware that your ignorance acts as an obstacle?
The truth is when I am committed to a friendship, I tend to get caught up in the moment.
There was never a utopia, it was all compiled with lies.
The eternal feeling of guilt and paranoia penetrates through my body.
No matter how far we've come, the past cannot be erased.
So please, make up your mind.
I know I romanticise some of your actions, yet they might stem from a good place.
Deep down in my heart, I know I'd be better off without all this suffering.
To think this has been happening for nearly a year gives me uncertainty.
Why can't you just give me a simple solution?
To end all of this suspense.
I won't let myself fall into your toxic habits.
But I am begging for a reason.
Which you will never give.
Every time I see you, I have no idea what to expect.
The past is gone, this is who you choose to be now.
Two Faces.
