perfectitude...

Random…

I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to do. Is it really so easy to get away when you want to? The first kiss felt empty. The second one was nothing. You never cared for one bit but why am I still breaking? I lingered and stayed. I wanted to know more. I wanted you to tell me, if you want me to stay or go. But you never spoke a word. You never said goodbye. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know if you lied. Messages felt random. Just a trick of the eye. It felt like you were laughing while I’m having my sighs. Why did it felt like it was something so real? When all it ever was, was a fantasy so surreal? I can’t help feeling empty but I have to say goodbye. Or my heart will keep breaking and I won’t be able to stay alive.