I thought I was ok.
I thought I wasn't in pain.
But then I see you happy with her.
And I hate it.
You always seem to be around.
And you don't disappear.
I see the hate on your face and I believe that it's unreal.
People say that you still love me because dropping me is "hard".
But I am drowning in the moat.
While you've made it to the other side of the wall.
