Spilled Milk

Chess, Checkers, and Time Machines

And that is the last time you will ever lie to my face again. You pretend your actions are heroic and selfless when, in reality, most of the things you do are for your personal, and selfish gain. Gotta make these chess moves look as light as checkers and make these fucked up decisions look like happy little accidents. Anything to get whatever you want while not looking like the bad guy right? The pit of my stomach is bubbling and my intuition is screaming at me. Telling me you rethought your initial moves, because you got a taste of truly being single, with no obligations, or attachment so your real wants can be fulfilled without guilt or shame. How ugly accountability is. How beautiful is her sister Growth, though? Her and I are getting well acquainted and she is reminding me of who I am, always was. She is showing me that I don't need you, or anyone else in this life to hold my head high and truly smile. She whispers to me everyday that I am HER. I was before you, and I will continue to be after you. My heart will no longer be burdened with uncertainty, disappointment and false hope. My present and my future is positive, bright, and waiting on me to realize and catch up with the times.