by ɪ.ᴀᴍ.ɴᴏᴛ.ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ » Tue Nov 18, 2014 3:18 pm
Dear Temptation, Drug, Escape, Love, Demon and Friend
Never thought I'd love someone so much and hate them so much as well. You are truly a mystery and I hope I never find behind what really lays behind your scared, hateful eyes. Your eyes are the only pair that I could ever look into without breaking away the stare, and I've come to realize that it's simply because I see my own self when I look into them. It's terrifying, considering who you have become, but it seems inevitable also. We have gone through every single kind of relationship possible, you and I. We ave loved, hated, laughed, kissed, punched, pushed, cried, danced, fought, ignored and practically everything else. And after all this time, we still put up with each other. You usually end yo ruining my day, but the little bit of happiness I get to see from you time to time is worth it.
You've come to sincerely hate yourself and the life you live. I think I hate it too, most of the time. And God himself knows I've tried to change you, but you are simply too fake and cruel to ever even want to change into the better person I know you are capable of being.
I don't believe you love me. I think I entertain you most of the time, and the other little bit, I annoy you.
But that's okay. It's the opposite for me. You annoy me most of the time, but occasionally some entertainment in thrown in the mix. Usually accompanied by my own self hate and your usual exaggeration of drama.
Point is, we are still here and we are still looking out for one another. Honestly, I haven't the slightest idea why. I don't really think we have a say in the matter.
All I know is that one day, an eternity ago, I gave you my word that I would never give up on you. And words are meant to linger in each other's heads forever.
As will I always linger in the farthest reaches of your mind.
So sleep with angels, friend. But not literally this time, please.
Very much so, -Undone