fuck

you don't deserve what i did to you

it haunts me just like the seconds counting down to the midnight hour does

your last goodbye was your cry to reach out to me

the very last time you tried for me

and i didn't see it as a sign but now i do as i'm haunted by your ghost and the way you said such filthy things to me

but never wanted to touch me in fear of me fading away

now i wish i could go back but things will never be as they were, only as they are