you'll be thinking of me in the nighttime

strumming through your lies in the meantime

while i'll be moving on

you've heard this all before.

maybe people change out of spite

how could i hate them even if i tried?

the lost of respect is deadlier than all of it combined

for all the half-hearted conversations

and unfaithful professions of love that i knew were lies since the beginning

for having me question:

why did i even stay?

for all the toxic insults

being irrevocably problematic

angry for every word

you had my head spinning

communication on it's all time low

for caring less than i ever could

and trying to make me believe you did

the pure irony

must be tiring.

believing that i was the problem

for wanting to be happy and being thoroughly suffocated

like walking on eggshells that haven't yet broken

for quietly waiting for a message

i wasn't gonna get

for regretting ever giving a second chance out of pure love

your true colors shined so brightly

made it so easy for me to get up and leave,

hopefully you treat them better than you treated me

and now i'm finally free

i'm stronger than you'll ever be.

~ 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪  ~