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I have a confession
a secret
amounts of gold to get off of my chest
moments like these always remind me
of the memories we made under false intoxication
while the rain was saying your name
but you were too in love with yourself to hear it
we had bad days but we had good days
and good days could turn into weeks
you'd smoke while we lay in the forest
or was that me?
We'd be dreaming of trampling the catacombs in Germany,
with nothing but the soles of our shoes
There's a lot more to the world than the world knows,
and there's less of you than you know
If only it hadn't taken so long to reveal itself
and to even think I needed outside help
Can we drive to the nights where we sat outside
watching the dead people live happier lives then the two of us,
while still we tried to make something of it?
While we were still so ignorant,
so unaware of the fire engulfing our lives
Remember when you went away for a while
neither of us knew we were already apart
I was so scared, but even more so to tell you
and I never even asked why you did it
I didn't need to ask
perfectly content imagining myself dead,
and you too.
I've always loved you
a world where I hate you is so new,
and I'm lost, and scared, still
It's your fault, it always has been.
Don't look at me that way.