You're scared, holding onto everything that seems to have fit in your bags,

Watching as the door handle turns and twitches, you're skin seems to have stood up

You're not scared of whats behind the door but what you're own mouth will speak,

To the man you once loved, to the man whose heart will break into every little piece

But as he opened the door it was not the man who stole your heart,

It was the image of the love and devotion you've shared since the first start

Clinging, Wanting, Hoping and Calmly, you've said those three big words

ihateyouihateyouihateyou i h a t e y o u !

It only then surprises you when he screamed his love back, stabbing whatever wounds that sealed so tight

This is the run,
This is the flight,
This is the journey,
And this is when love says its final goodnight,

With a bitter taste of that loving niccotine, you're out of his life, you're out of the last scene

Only with realization does the disasterous mind replay itself over and over again:

Remembering that time was never there and love does indeed become broken with revenge

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Inspiration: Atsushi Sakurai's song 'Sacrifice' - He is one briliant poet.