The hole in my soul is a bullet wound, shot by the
love that was doomed from the first night, doomed from the first lie.
Told by your lips that caused the first fight. Now I wish that time
would just die, be erased from mind, left behind in the days when I was
blind so I can find how to be fine.
A year made up, held you in my arms as you told me
stories as we stayed up. 7am bedtimes never stopped the long lines
tears never stopped the long lies. I thought I was wise but I gave it
up for a whore in disguise, now all I can do is despise you, my eyes
don't recognize you, love you I tried to, it's tough when you're lied
too, if your heart breaks then mine too. One day you'll have a look
behind you, but I'm never guna come find you, or be beside you, holding
you in my arms as only I do.
I do not need to prove that I loved you from the
start, by the time that you realise that I did I will have rubbed you
off my heart. The scars are tattoos that have your name invisibly
written, not with a pen scratched and bitten. The scracthes fade and
the bites they heal but the pain is remembered and the blood still
spills. The hurt still kills, yeah the strong still feel, 2013 one year
that makes me ill.
Act 2 Scene 1 - read it again. Those were the words
that should have signified the end. The last time you lied should have
been back then, but ever since, you've lied time and time again, and
even though I begged you not to you've made my life pretend. Like when
you text B**, all the times in the clubs with different men, New Years
Eve was a lie kept up to deceive me. A year long joke, and I'll never
know what to believe even recently, cos you're still incapable of
having common decency. I hope you've kept the receipt for your deceit
because I know longer want it. I'll never get any of it, I can only
learn. Take all the love I had for you and watch it burn. And just like
when you kissed HIM, you can play the victim. But one day you'll remember
my name and think how much you miss me, won't ever kiss anybody like you kiss me.
I gave you a chance, and you used it as a gun. And
when we used to dance, you never told me I should run. And fuck your
sister and fuck your Mum, both of them are cunts both of them are scum.
Both of them are dumb. But both of them have won.
I don't doubt that I gave you sleepless nights, and I
never wanted to make you cry. I just wanted you to know that when you
turned out the lights, in the dark you'd never die. Because I would be
beside you even when I wasn't there, and though a love likes ours was destined
to die I hate it cos that's not fair. Because I loved you deep and I loved
you hard and the passion's strength was rare. And we tried to stay
afloat for time but in the end I think we had to sink cos in our heart their
was a tear. And to think I'm not going to have your arms wrapped around my waist, or hear your voice or see your face leaves a painful bitter taste. To hear you sing, or to see you smile just one more time's my hope, but the hate and heartache has become our fate and it's too late for us, we broke.
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