I hate it when people talk behind my back
so why would I do that action?
you talk of me
yet pretend you didn't
you keep lying
going farther down that dead end rabbit hole
you could always grab on to something and climb back up
but what if it's too late?
what if you made us farther apart by what you've done?
what if it's too late for me?
what if you stop caring about me?
would that be my fault too?
