The hurt I felt for you eventually became my pain. What I thought was "her" loss, was still never my gain. Woke up every morning for six months wondering where I went wrong. Hypnotized by your lies until I finally understood that you were never right. I'm no longer afraid to speak your name. Hell I'll even say it three times. Deceived by your mask, I should have known it wouldn't last. Merely a wolf in sheep's clothing, but you surely reap what you have sewed. With that I'll continue to plant my seeds. Blessed with this separation though it may have hurt a bit. The knowledge I gained through my growth emphatically out weighed it. && someone said high school loves are all a joke... don't speak for me boo. You don't know me.
Peace. <3