How I did it

Hypothetical perspective of the adulterer.

I'll tell you how I did it, Love
But first, let's go into the past
To fully understand the horrorshow
I have to show you behind the mask
The girl you love is killing you
Every song will tell you how
I made a home beneath the rocks down here
But I can finally explain it now
I was the girl with lovely eyes
They saw true love, but it escaped me
The further love went, the less I’d follow
‘Til comfort only came when they’d bleed
Years went by all alone like this
Pretending the real world didn’t exist
When you came to me, I hesitated
And for some reason, you chose to persist
It’s purple sky and pastel rainbow
Seemed like an absolute dream
But that’s all it was, you see
You don’t exist and neither do we
It wasn’t what you’re willing to give
No matter how you showed me so
It wasn’t that I couldn’t take either
I had just lost my heart, but you didn’t know
So countless times, I’d declare this was it
And that I had known all along
Your love was never meant for me
All this time, I had been so wrong
Not only was that completely made up
A dark fantasy built upon lies
It was all I had to protect myself
And what I did to cope with goodbyes
Always half my soul inside the gate
While the other settles out there
I will not move because if I do
It would reveal that I did not care
When he touched me, I did not care
Nor when we would laugh and play
You think I was “doing this to you”
But you were never destined to stay
It all came down to what I deserve
And what I tell myself I will get
For as long as I believe I’m unworthy
You will always be easy to forget

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

The abandonment complex is a hell of a thing. It usually gets pretty tragic. The closer you get to what you want the harder you push away expecting it to be what you don't want. It's difficult to form long term relationships when you're always waiting for them to fail first. You will never evaluate consequence or motivation properly in that case... ever.

We should talk about the speed of light. There's actually a strange similarity between the two. (very abstractly of course)

[Rebecca Hope Rouston]

I love the comparison and would absolutely love to hear your perspective on that.

[Throwing Romeo]

Reads like phyopathish
confession to a cell mate
in the bunk bellow.
Chilling.
Good job!