Itβs official.
I was fucking right.
All along, I was right and you sat there lying to my face.
You sat there, mask on with a knife behind your back just waiting for the perfect moment to take your kill.
The moment that would hurt me least; but it hurt the most.
You were a fool to think I didnβt see it from the start.
Iβm a fool for lying to myself that everything would be fine.
Iβve tried my hardest, now, to try to see the good in this.
Iβve tried to ignore what Iβve known since you were still mine.
But I have never seemed to find a way how.
Now, I know the truth.
Itβs official, I was right.
You never stopped loving her, and I knew it all along.
















