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With every written lie you've told me.

With every deceptive name you show me.

With every fiber of my soul.

I will keep track of every action, every scream, every cry for attention, every dagger; I'll hold you to it.

Because in the end.... All you were was a lie to me......
As a lover. As a friend. As a stranger. Just thinking about how I used to love you, and your mind and your body and your soul; you, and only you, and you as a person, no matter what; why was I so stupid and naive? That I believed every time I cried, you'd be there for me, when all along you were the one stabbing me.

I was just a game to you. There was never love. There was never happiness. Not now, not then; you could never even succeed as a friend. And most of all?
You could never be humane with me.


So why should I be humane to you.

Here's to you.

Damian.