I'm glad it's over. It was my mistake. I take the blame and I don't regret it, but I'm still done, and my conviction is the only sincerity that I have felt in two years.

I'd say thanks for the memories, but I don't remember you.

I'd say thanks for teaching me things, but you didn't teach me anything.

I will say thanks for being there, because now that I think of it, that's all that you were good for.

I'm not naiive and I know when I'm being controlled.

When I love you's were exchanged, they were like marbles that shimmered for an instant like diamonds, but they were just glass. When you grow up, marbles are forgotten and swept up in a box under the bed. They aren't real diamonds and you know it at the time, but you lie because they are pretty to look at and a nice consolation while you are waiting.

I warned you that you were a liability. You should have listened.

I don't like feeling controlled.

The second you broke the boundaries, there was no going back.

You should have listened.

I have no loyalties. I warned you.

I would say thanks for the memories, but I don't have any of you anyways. They're like marbles, swept under the bed.

And I'm not a goth, I am whatever I want to be

Lauren