Dispicible Wire by Xsiv

Maybe in the time after I was here, I can come back again and my words will be more clear.

What part do you not understand? The part that confronts you because words can?

You did all the right things and charmed your way solidly into my life. Then you fucked up my whole world and killed it out of spite.

After all your bad had been done, then you convinced all my friends. Yes, everyone…that I was psycho and crazy too. Yet, all along I had your number and knew what you were up to.

The shattered pieces are coming together and it’s starting to become crystal clear. I’ve always seen the real truth. My vision not blurred by another tear.

I don’t need to know her name or where she calls her home. I already know she is hostile and the streets she does roam.

She called me up one night to insist she doesn’t know you. But, I sensed guilt in her voice and realized she was a liar too.

I can only guess at what yarn you spewed out about me. Filling her head with your bullshit and insisting that I was crazy.

I guess you have her believing that you’re such a righteous guy. Yet another day goes by that you’re gone and she’s starting to ask why?

Why haven’t you been around or tried calling her somewhere? It’s been over 4 weeks now and she’ll soon realize that you don’t care.

Slowly, all your bad deeds seep out like a noxious gas. Your deception and endless lies have finally come to pass.

While I lay asleep in my bed already hurting from what was going on. Your dick was getting hard at just the thought of fucking her in my living room.

I was right from the beginning and every denial issue you now face. It baffles me to understand how could I have loved a man infected with such disgrace.

I know that you told everyone what a victim you had always been. And how my psycho mind had turned you into what they all had seen.

You always have an answer. Something that makes sense to the girl that wants your dick. I look back at myself in retrospect and it literally makes me sick.

You are a womanizer of the very worst kind. Not only do you break her willing heart but you also moleste her mind.

I tried to tell you something that you refused to hear or think was true. I may not be as sneaky but I’m definitely smarter than you.

So you got that all over on me by hitting below the belt. But, you never got to experience love or even know how it felt.

So, this game or battle I’m happy to give up and lose. I can walk away smarter because its an honest love I choose.

You go ahead with your games and your powerful deception from which you feed. Your lust and lies convince you that it’s all you’ll ever need.

Then a day will come when you’re old and reminiscing your days in the past. And, you’ll be clearly reminded that you could never make a relationship last.

You’ll try so hard to think of one good place you’ve been. Where you both loved each other and she remained your loyal friend.

Nothing comes to mind. The pain drowns your heart and you begin to become undone. There you’ll die a lonely old man realizing you never really loved anyone.

So, I guess that saying is true and from grace it did so fall:

“Its better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all.”