Tonight, you arrested my mind.
Then you came to my defense
with a knife in the shape your mouth,
in the form of your body,
with the wrath of a god.
So you stood by me, and
I'll stand by my belief.
What you say tonight ends this fiasco forever.
It doesn't matter the words you use- I am past caring what they are. I am determined to hear only silence, only finality in whatever it is you decide to say. This conversation is overdue enough... I don't care about the words. You will never hear me say that again.
What happens tonight ends this, or I walk away from you. In the next minutes, the next hours, you break my heart one last time and then it is over. Done, or your life's going to be my hell.
I would wish you luck, but you don't deserve it.
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