I gave you my heart, my eyes, my time, my body, my soul and you’ve abused that. You sick bastard. You’ve broken my heart into two pieces with your beautiful brutal hands, and just when you were done from doing that, you’ve taken each piece and ripped each up into a thousand little pieces, so savagely, so heartlessly, so callously, you cruel gorgeous scum bag! And again I let you do the same thing over and over again. I love you and I hate you and I will keep on wishing you bad, bad things until I feel no more. I have cried so much for you that I wish I would’ve saved those tears and drowned u in them pitilessly just like you left me drown in misery and desolation. I have felt melancholy so intense, that now I feel like nothing can move me. Now, this moment, nothing can move me. I am in control now and I am merciless and cruel. Right this moment.
I have begged u to come back to me, pleaded like a hungry dog when you should’ve been the one to plead and weep. You should’ve cried your heart out, implored, felt shame and desperately came crawling like a rat. But I did. Those magnetic brown eyes of yours have cast a spell upon me and I got blinded; blinded by your splendor, by your beauty…You blemished my heart, stained my soul and demolished my dreams so viciously, so fiercely, you ungrateful fuck! Don’t you have any mercy at all? Any sensitivity?
I’ve spent 280 fucking sleepless nights, caressing you, stroking your head, staring at your magnificence, astounded by what I’m seeing as if you’re a piece of shining diamond which stands out on all other. I have done this with immense pleasure. I am an idiot. You fucking ingrate! You turned me into a psycho for 40 weeks! 40 weeks of insecurity, uncertainty and diffidence. Do you know how that feels? And then I’m the psycho. I am the freak who does not trust, believe, confide in and count on. Count on you, mother fucker? When you’ve been playing around and swindling like a scoundrel? 304 days you asshole! Three fucking hundred and four days it has been since we broke up and still you manage to get that furious beast to awaken within me when I think about what you have done to me.
Today I am moving on. I am getting over you. Fuck you. Fuck you very, very much.
I have begged u to come back to me, pleaded like a hungry dog when you should’ve been the one to plead and weep. You should’ve cried your heart out, implored, felt shame and desperately came crawling like a rat. But I did. Those magnetic brown eyes of yours have cast a spell upon me and I got blinded; blinded by your splendor, by your beauty…You blemished my heart, stained my soul and demolished my dreams so viciously, so fiercely, you ungrateful fuck! Don’t you have any mercy at all? Any sensitivity?
I’ve spent 280 fucking sleepless nights, caressing you, stroking your head, staring at your magnificence, astounded by what I’m seeing as if you’re a piece of shining diamond which stands out on all other. I have done this with immense pleasure. I am an idiot. You fucking ingrate! You turned me into a psycho for 40 weeks! 40 weeks of insecurity, uncertainty and diffidence. Do you know how that feels? And then I’m the psycho. I am the freak who does not trust, believe, confide in and count on. Count on you, mother fucker? When you’ve been playing around and swindling like a scoundrel? 304 days you asshole! Three fucking hundred and four days it has been since we broke up and still you manage to get that furious beast to awaken within me when I think about what you have done to me.
Today I am moving on. I am getting over you. Fuck you. Fuck you very, very much.
