Just gonna stand there and watch me burn/But that's alright because I like the way it hurts/Just gonna stand there and hear me cry/But that's alright because I love the way you lie

What we had seems surreal now, like it happened in dreams that prolonged for a year. You leaving left me limbless, and now that the rebuilding is progressing, memories stand flat. After all, you did leave me to fend for myself in the pain you hurled at me. Loving you was like being trapped on a sick cycle carousel.

Anger has exhausted sadness. My limit has been exhausted. I'm not an angry person, yet here I am, angry, so angry it feels so scornful.