2003-05-04 - 11:08 a.m.
who do you think you are?
why do you do it?
how?
every time i look at you i'm filled with rage.
you spark a fire in me
like a ciagarette in a dry, summer forest.
you don't deserve to be loved.
you're not worth it.
you gave me something wonderful.
but for you it was just another day.
another girl.
sloppy seconds.
thirds.
fourths.
you make me so angry.
and you don't see it.
or you don't care.
no, I know you care.
you've said you don't like to hurt people
that you're a bad person because you do.
I defended you then.
now I won't.
you've hurt me.
you hurt me.
you're temptation incarnate.
a charmer.
seducer.
the serpent in the tree,
selling fruit that's not so sweet.
dirty liar.
flirt.
tease.
wolf in sheep's clothing
descending on easy prey.
or not-so-easy prey.
or anything that moves.
you don't even look at me anymore.
I don't need you.
but I do.
