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I can be cruel to you

-spill it all out in one nasty letter

But your misery doesn’t make me

feel any better.

Beneath your name I curse

it always makes me feel worse.

I read your words through tears in my eyes

knowing none of them were meant for me.

Only one to tell me I’m evanescent

-tell me I’m a voice you wish you never heard.

Perhaps through my angry facade

I should cry a little louder.

Would you hear me?

Would the last words of infidelity I spoke

echo in your ears

and pierce your memory that seems to forget my existence?

Could I tell you I miss you

without seeming hypocritical?

If I clawed you to death

and whispered I’m sorry

would you forgive me

and tell me you deserved it?

These are the things I need to know

before I can ever let you go.

I’m feeling these tears swelling up in my eyes.

With hot tears sliding down my skin

I wonder how I can feel so cold and lonely within.

Perhaps it’s people like us that deserve to be lonely.

We all have our reasons

and I can’t say I don’t know what it feels like

to want someone to hold me.