How long? Will you try. To ignore me.
Take as long as you like. I'll wait. Then I'll wait some more.
And more.
Until you realize.
This is dumb.
I'm waiting. For you to say it. Goodbye.
Say it how you really mean it when you do.
I'll be waiting. I'm happy to wait. If its for you.
But you won't. Wait for me.
It hurts.
I feel so alone. In this.
How. Do. You. Think. I. Feel.
So many things. There are so many things. I want to say. Wanted to say.
You'll never let me. Say them.
I'm losing. Faith in you.
Have you lost?
Faith in me.
I need sleep.
You're tired?
I guess we'll both be. Together.
Never.
Severed.
If thats what you want. I'll be here.
You always come. Running back. Even when you said.
Goodbye.
I don't say.
Such foolish things.
Let me.
Be humble.
See you.
Later.
~ M.B.T~
- Stand tall. Even as the world crumbles beneath your feet.-
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