One year and 4 months since I opened my mouth, nothing changed much, rearranged much. What good does love do if the person you love doesn't love you? At least its less painful then being stabbed in the back. If your better off with a user who screws you & plays games with you? Dare not ask if the feelings are still there, ask if you've got them. But its like that because you lie, you just don't care. Brother, sister, cousin, best friend. I've come to realize they're merely words spoken and written in the end. Everyone is out for theirs, so as this cigarette slowly burns down I ignore all the hurt, emotions, and times I've been lied to, and turned down. Never going to be your husband, but sure as hell I hope this ain't how you treat your best friends. With therapy hopefully these dreams'll stop, lead to a yellow brick road, a better place, and a means to an end.
