"You wouldn't understand," you said.
Really? Because it sounds like you understand. It's funny, really, how in the end — and let me make this clear, this is the end — you decided to use my intelligence to try to undermine me. It was simple, you just didn't want to take the time out of your day to enlighten me. Because obviously, if you somehow understood what was happening, why wouldn't I?
No, let's set the record straight. The problem wasn't that you honestly believed that I couldn't understand this thing that was so comprehensible to everyone but me. The problem ran much deeper than that.
You didn't care enough to take the time to explain it to me. You wanted to pretend like I was the problem for being too stupid. You tried to use a false sense of security in your intelligence to undermine mine.
So I searched your eyes for any semblance of the person I knew you could be, but instead came face-to-face with a person I didn't know. Or didn't want to know.
But unfortunately for you, I didn't cling to this false sense of reliability you exuded. Because in the end, you were as stable as the titanic, and I refused to go down, or allow my soul to sink in the icy waters where your heart used to be.
So, I looked you in the eyes, and didn't say anything.
Not. A. Word.
I did the smartest thing I could with all my understanding and knowledge, and left.
I would take the time to explain,
I would, but sweetie,
"You wouldn't understand."
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Midnight thoughts
Poesía"there's a fine line between love and hate. sometimes I wonder if that line is only made out of the thin streak of my tears, or the remnants of my heart." - Love & Hate, @the_butterfly_meadow Pen...
