Six years… six years you went knowing and never did you said anything. You believed that the moment I knew that you knew, nothing would be the same. That it wouldn’t work. How did it work for six years? Because you kept it to yourself? You fucking killed me, and still remain attached to me. Fuck you Fuck you for still coming around Fuck you for keeping me tied in this place Fuck you for loving me when all you tell me is that you can’t Why do you continue to come around when you say it will never happen between us? I hate saying this but I hate you I hate you for letting me love you as hard as I did For letting this go for this long I understand it was my past, but you let this grow. You let us grow out of a lie. Because you couldn’t confront it yourself. It was my past, my burden, but your six year mistake that lead me to love you as I do. So now I am stuck, between what you barely give me, and the hope that my love will finally be enough I fucking love you and hate you so damn much So please, put me out of my misery or breathe life back into me