I was trying so hard to convince myself that you cared, that you're different. That whatever words you've said, you meant it from your heart. But I guess, as always, I'm just too impossible for anyone at all. That I am not worthy enough to be blessed with a second of anyone's attention. That everyone leaves, and that includes you as well. Well, maybe you're never here at all. Maybe I'm just delusional. Maybe I'm just recreating every scene in my head the way I wanted it to be, like a sick psychedelic mental who's just begging to be heard, that in the end, I become my only listener.
It's okay. I'll disappear.
