DREAD
I DREAD THE DAYS I THINK I MAY EVEN CATCH A GLIMPSE OF YOU.
I HATE WHEN PEOPLE TALK ABOUT THE THINGS YOU DO NOW.
BECAUSE WHEN YOU’RE NOT AROUND OR WHEN I COMPLAIN ABOUT THE PAST, IT MAKES YOU AN IDEA.
YOU DON’T SEEM REAL, YOU SEEM LIKE YOU’RE A BAD DREAM THAT I’VE GOTTEN STUCK IN MY HEAD.
YOU’RE TOO DESPICABLE TO BE REAL AND THERE’S NO WAY I COULD HAVE FELT THE THINGS I DID FOR SOMEONE LIKE YOU.
BUT THEN I SEE OR HEAR ABOUT YOU NOW, JUST WEEKS LATER AND THE ILLUSION FADES.
YOU ARE REAL, YOU ARE HORRIBLE, YOU ARE UNFAZED, AND YOU DON’T CARE.
I REALLY CARED AND YOU LIED. AND THAT’S THE TRUTH. I DREAD THE DAYS WHEN I REALIZE YOU’RE REAL.
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