how come, despite all our troubles,
only i ached?
how is it, regardless our hours wasted,
only i believed you?
how can it be,
that i can no longer be so sure
you ever did the love you preached?
because no longer do i feel the need to have you,
but rather to leave,
and forget you ever happened to me.
tell me, was this ours,
or did you make me believe it was?
-insecurity
