Why did you kill my faith so ruthlessly I can’t trust anyone anymore. What did you get hurting me again and again. How can a soul be so ruthless, so blind and so cold. Didn’t your hand shake for the innumerable times your stabbed my heart.No it didn’t falter a single time.The knife was too sharp it cut my heart with precision no blood oozed out
but it permanently disabled it.
I roam about from place to place aimlessly, try to act normal but frankly speaking I hate everything, I don’t want to remember a single thing cos because of you I have lost my trust from humanity, love and concern.. Everything seems so fake I don’t even want to shun away everything so tired is my soul. I hate that I once loved and I love to know I once loved cos it made me realize how cheap and fake the world can make you feel, how vague everything is, how cumbersome, chaotic the whole thing is that I simply hate myself when I read fabricated things but I know I am wrong to some extent weighing each valid emotions in the same balance. But I don’t need anything anymore, I simply hate the word ‘Love’no matter how much lovey dovey words I write it means nothing to me and it’s because of you Casanova, you don’t deserve me neither I deserve anymore hurt, and nor going to read in between lines cos you were never here two persons can’t have such disparities hence it was my mistake I fell in love with your online fictitious persona that cared insanely but in real you turned out to be a cold stabber hence I derived two personalities clashed and I made myself the scapegoat.
Thus the fault is mine not in our stars.
You were never mine from the start neith meant to be hence no fuss I simply played a game of riddles but learned all puzzles are not meant to be solved some unsolved ones are better than.. .
Yet I committed the mistakes repeatedly
And murdered myself it’s a suicide I did no one to be blamed.
This is meant for you n uknw g that. Tk cr bbyee