You.


    To the me I''m looking at.


    I wish things would


    have ended for us


    on different terms.


    I didn''t want to die.


    I thought he loved me.


    I thought he cared


    for me.


    I thought he wanted


    the best for me but


    it was all some


    sick lie.


    You.


    To the one who is staring


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    at me.


    I''m glad things ended


    the way they did.


    I wanted to die.


    I know he loves me.


    I know he cares for me.


    I know that he wants the


    best for me and it


    isn''t some


    sick lie.


    No……


    I can''t stand this.


    The way my mind


    is thinking.


    The person in the


    mirror pulls me


    in and everything


    flashes to black.


    Once I gain consciousness,


    I open my eyes to a


    day I always


    revist.


    A day I love and


    DESPISE.


    IT''S WHAT I DESERVED.


    For being such


    a spoiled loser.