Itโs been a while since I shot you a smile. I must admit, thatโs not really my style.
But ever since you gave me that scare, I canโt find it in myself to care.
What you did was so horrid, it disgusted me more than just a bit.
I have lost track of the time, not talking to you feels like a crime.
I cannot believe how easy it was, for the victims to forgive your awful flaws.
What happened then, has opened my eyes, now I see that you are full of lies.
Sometimes it just makes me so sick, that people can be this toxic.
When we pass, we avoid one another, maybe weโre just mad at each other.
Our silence has lasted the longest, our stubbornness might just be the strongest.
I fear that you will never see your mistakes, and that is bad for all of our sakes.
People still try to foolishly unite us, and I think that is ridiculous.
I am still not ready to forgive you, nor can I look at you in the face, too.
Enough of times, I have tried, but you have always cruelly denied.
If it is an apology you need to talk to me, it is my back that you will now see.
I have done it before, but never again, will I apologize for the mistakes of a man.
My guts are truly starting to believe, that you simply do not feel our grief.
Never have I ever heard you say sorry, perhaps you just wear too much glory.
Sometimes I feel like you simply donโt care, itโs unbelievable that you even dare.
Though writing this feels so wrong, my anger is just way too strong.
It is not right to write like this today, but donโt blame me for feeling this way.
And one day, weโll have a fresh start, but until then, I will not play the part.
