Before,
I would've
sucked all this
attention
down,
greedily.
Before,
I would've been
drunk
on the frenzy
I cause you
now.
Before,
I thought I couldn't get enough of
you.
I want to scream at the irony
of it all.
Why now?
Why can't you just let me
live?
Let me love
in peace.
You CHOSE to abandon me.
And now
you are faced with the truth:
I can live without you,
you would rather make me miserable
with you,
than blissful
with someone
who would crush the world
with his bare hands
for ME.
Before,
I craved your obsession.
What the FUCK was wrong with
me?
That little voice whispers:
I just wanted
to be loved.
But how could you love me?
You couldn't control me.
I wasn't a conquest.
But I will kill you
with kindness.
I am so far up
in my bubble of
happiness that
you could jump,
and jump
and never get anywhere.
You'll never reach me
again.
