You don't know me....
I'll admit it.
I'm ~midsummersonata's dark side...
(as if it could get any darker in here.)
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I'm not hiding anymore.
Hypocrite“You can’t keep doing this to us! You know how much it hurts us that you don’t believe that we’ll be there for you. Always. You knew that when you cut yourself last night and then you did it anyways. You’re scaring us!” “I’m sorry. I don’t know what goes through my head when I do that. It’s just that I… well, I don’t know why… God, I just don’t know… I’m just so scared…” “Shhh…shush….It’s gonna be ok, you don’t need to cry. You don’t need to cry any more. I’ll always be there for you, you know that, right? Right?” “Sure… I’ve always known that… I don’t know why I broke your trust like this… I’m just so sorry…” “It’s alHypocrite
My DamnationHow many women have loved you? And how many have you loved in return? Though I know these thoughts are selfish –My Damnation
They’re still answers that I yearn.
For I have loved but one man; Which, so naturally, ‘tis you –
But you say you love my also. Does this make our shared Love Alone be True?
While so many have adored you –
More names of these I learn
Each Day – Does this simple fact make my Heart unspecial and insignificant, in a way?
But how am I so worthy – When you say forever that Your Hear
Left BehindYou left a note on my doorstep.Left Behind
Just something to say hello. But you didn’t stop to say it yourself.
Do you know how much you tore me apart, in that single motion?
I read your note. I reread it. Though the words were sweet, eloquent, and tender and ultimately charismatic as usual… It wasn’t you. It wasn’t enough and it wasn’t fair.
I cried for your beautiful expressions on paper, and smiled for the charm from your hand to mine. From your eyes to mine. From your heart to mine.
But you weren’t there.
The madness of my situation slowly engulfed me – piece by piec
It's interesting. Very emotional. Very off-base and kind of crazy.
I'm like that too.
I can relate a lot to the three deviations you have posted.
Keep up the work. I'll be keeping an eye out.
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~Eve
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share your kindness, not your hate.
love the art, before yourself.
"...allow yourself to feel every moment of this..."
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