Can’t Remember Why I Liked You
Hey, I’d offer you a glass of wine, too,
But I can’t remember why I liked you.
Did I go each rocky, bloody mile
Just to make a person like you smile?
I don’t really want to see you today.
Maybe I’ll consider it the next day.
But when I wanted love, what did I find?
Are you the reason why I lost my mind?
I really don’t want to see you right now.
My self that loved you is probably dead.
Were you the one haunting thoughts in my head?
You just might have been, but I don’t know how.
Right now, you owe me so many things,
Like for instance, my ripped and ruined wings.
But you gave me something useful to me.
Cynicism saves me from pain, you see.
I really don’t think you’re worth my good time.
But don’t hug me. Your heart just seems like rime.
~Angel of Strife~
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