Close your eyes, dear sweet one.
Close them and forget this.
Forget about me.
About your drama ridden reality…
Your suicide notes and butterfly kisses…
Bullets to the head and kissing the world a fond fare thee well.
Your desire…it was strong.
I could feel it crawl along my skin.
Seep into my veins.
Screaming…and you never bothered to listen.
You never gave in…
You never sought to have the pleasure of living…
How can I look at you?
How can I not be ashamed?
Ashamed for you…with you…because of you.
Its all your fault.
And you never answered me back.
Not a word to utter to me…
My reflection was always the quiet one.
