TheUntoldWriter

Why didn’t you comfort me when i cried from my loss? Why weren’t you by my side when i needed you most? Why didn’t you understand that i didn’t want to be alone with myself? I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts. They offer no place of peace or happiness. My sanity is slowly dwindling and I fear for those around me. I fear they too, shall leave my side when I can no longer hold myself upright and together.

Why do you care about my well being? Why should you? Is the bigger question. You and I walk past each other in the hallway and act as if we do not know each other, but in reality I know you better than anyone else. At least, I thought I knew you. I thought you were different. Someone who was worthwhile. I thought I could trust you. You were just another pretty face that held so many lies.

I used to be addicted to what I thought was sweet. You. I used to be addicted. I drank up every word. I used to be addicted. I needed you everyday. I used to be addicted. You made me happy. I used to be addicted. Until I learned the truth. Now I slowly wean myself from you, But I find myself slipping up sometimes. I used to be addicted. But then I dropped you.