lies.

in the beginning, there was a big lie.
at the end, it ended with another lie.

thank you for the memories.
but i think they were not from a dream, they were from a lie.

if only you weren't selfish enough to hold back details that would have liberated me long before today.
i walked out of it on my own some time ago, and i am now ok.
i thought i was paranoid, and i thought i was suspicious.

looks like i'm not. because but both times i was right.
are you finally convinced of why you always "claim" i don't trust you enough?

you were never worth it.