I never gave you the ultimatum. Maybe because I knew, you would choose her, and I wasn’t ready to give up your attention. Even if I knew it was hers. What can I say? I love a little toxic on the tip of my tongue and yours was the perfect touch.
I’m not perfect, I know. I was alone for too long, and the little girl in me yearned for the love you had to offer. Even if she knew it wasn’t real. Even if she knew it was reserved for someone else that came around long before our introduction. But you were perfect. Full of fake intentions and dreams that would never come true. Exactly what the little girl in me wanted; a lie she could pretend was real too.
So we faked it together, knowing damn well we had no future together. We were two humans on a seperate path to self destruction diverting from the road for a little satisfaction that we were well aware was a temporary solution for our broken little hearts.
Two halves don’t make a whole, Gray.
You knew that, just as well as I.
Still, we had to try.
Because, why the fuck not, Gray?
Why not hurt each other,
For just a little while?
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