I Prefer to Not Remember You

What happened to the nice guy you were before?

And even before you turned evil,

I was so close to consider being your good friend.

Why did you have to shatter it?

 

Using everyone else to get what you want...

Such a classic cliche that guys like you do.

Strangely, it worked on me too

Because I wanted to fulfill your damn temptations.

 

I thought I was going to be your slave,

Controlled by the beast while I was lost.

Hope fell out of my hands during that winter,

Letting the pain and sadness eat away at me.

 

But, no way in hell am I sending you a video,

No matter how much I wanted your lust.

And when I finally realized that you were evil,

I decided that this shit was gonna stop.

 

No more of you playing with my emotions

Or building up my worst temptations to smash it.

And whenever I would always look back on the memories,

I prefer to not remember you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2/25/2013

 

Wrote this about the Black Soul and how much I regret remembering him.

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