Never mind

Never mind.
I said never mind.
Don't you dare think about it anymore, you hear me?
Don't you dare.

Pessimistically optimistic,
What a crock.
Try idiotically delusional
Supremely inept
Diligently blonde.

Go on.
Try to hold yourself together.
Try to hold us together.
Try to blame it on anyone else.
But you know the truth.
We've got the truth, haven't we?

You hate me.
And I hate you.
And nothing is ever going to fix that.
You can try to listen to all those sickly encouragements;
Try to hope.
But you and I both know that hope is our common enemy.
You hope, and like an idiot, I hope with you,
for you.

You break your own heart.
My heart,
our heart.
Nobody leads us on.
Nobody gives us false hope.
You see what you want to see out of those
rose-colored glasses.
Pollyanna.
Retard.

We blame him sometimes when we don't want to
blame her.
Don't we?
What was his name again?
No matter.
We remember him.
You remember him.
It was you who convinced us to wait for him.
Wasn't it?
It was you who broke our heart on that one.
Wasn't it?
Oh, go on.
Cry.
Cry!
You're no better than him, you know.
Try to tell yourself you are.
Try to tell me.
Us.
HA!

I know better.
I know who I am.
What we are.
That's your problem.
You're ashamed of us.
Well, it's not my fault you're
a sniveling little meekling.
It's not my fault your inability to
stick up for us, got us.
Got you me.
But I saved us from that.
It was me who said "no",
not you.

Weakling.

So cry.
Cry!
And tell people whatever it is
you damn well please to make them
stop asking "what's wrong?"
I don't give a shit what you tell them.
You're the one with the faces.
You're the liar.

Liar.

You tell them whatever it is you always tell them.
I know the truth.
We know the truth.
You hate me.
I hate you.
And nothing is ever going to fix that.
Try to delude yourself, Polly.
Try to believe.
Go on.
Don't say I didn't warn you, when five, ten,
fifteen, fifty years down the road
you wish you'd taken my advice.
And had the courage to own up
to being a coward.