I loved you. I really did. And you chose to break me. Forget me. Leave me treading water as I burn in the sun of your smile. You're like a screw lodged in my temple and every sleepless night when I lay alone wishing you would talk to me like you used to, that screw is turned and the threading drives you deeper into my brain. I try to tug on it and pull it to get it out but nothing ever gives. More than anything I want you to love me again, to care about me again, to decide I mean something again so that I can find peace again. But these days I'm locked inside an iron maiden where every spike piercing me is something you haven't said in months. I want to go back to the days when I was happy, when you cared, and I could feel love again.
But I guess this is goodbye
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