You are one twisted fuck.
You have no fucking right to try to explain anything to me. You keep saying you don't have any answers, so how the fuck will you be able to explain?
But you see, that's always been the trouble with you. Everything just has to be complicated doesn't it? There has to be a bigger picture all the time doesn't there?
Why can't you just accept the fact that you didn't love me and never did? It's such an easy explanation.
And besides, a few months ago I would have done anything for a reason why.
I would have given you a pint of blood for every word you uttered in explanation.
But you had none for me then, just like you have none for me now. And for your stubbornness, may your mind forever be plagued for an answer. Pfft.
What annoys me is that you just let yourself in. In to a place where you were forgotten and unwanted. I haven't cried myself to sleep for ages. The dust had settled, the bones were buried, and you had to pop in and stir up everything.
I want no answers from you. I wanted nothing from you, except that which I couldn't have. But I've already accepted what needs to be accepted. So fuck off and let me be happy.
Nothing you can do will ever change the past.
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