#lost lost

you speak yet another lie to keep me waiting

I thought of how IDW rodimus legit converted to Spectralism just to get himself painted in colors that say “I am going to kick your ass and get revenge” and then preceded to kick Getaway’s ass.

Sigh...

We're sitting face to face, and no words come to play. You open you mouth but then nothing comes out, so you close it. We're avoiding eye contact because we both know where this is leading. No one wants to be the first to say it, so I guess I'll be leaving. I'm getting impatient so I get up, and as I do so you shout, "Wait!" You shout it in that soft tone I once loved, I glance outside, it's getting late. I stop and sit back down and look you in the eye, "What is it?" You reach for my hand to hold  just like always. But not this time. You looked confused as my hand slipped away. "Do you really just want to end it and just leave like this?" You've been drinking. I can smell the alcohol dancing on your breath, & your words are slurred. How dare you be the one to run to a bottle of death. I hear the nervousness in your voice, but at this point, Do I even care? You played on my heart, and torn it to pieces. Only worrying about your share. Were you even thinking about me when you did what you did? Or was I not even a minuscule thought on your mine, God forbid! You don't love me, at least, not like you say you do. Because if you do, you wouldn't have made me into a fool. I should be the one drunk off of Gin, instead I am drunk in love with you. Because I was taken for an ass, but I rise because I am above...you. I take another glance outside before giving you my reply. As I am looking, I see the swing set we used to play on nearby. We weren't exactly kids, we were both 19, sharing secrets and laughing. That's where we first said I love you. Thinking about it I realize I am smiling. It's sad that all this love has been for nothing, going down, this is the end. I turn back around, your waiting, staring at me, and I get angry again. I open my mouth to speak, "Do you really want me to answer that question?" Your eyes grew wide and  then lowered. You swear you learned your lesson. "Why do you have to answer everything with a question? " You asks. You are  fickleing with your fingers, you are a wired mess. I wonder if you are really sorry, but you caused all this stress. I get up again and just stared at you, thinking back and then sighed. I walked over toward you, I whispered I forgive you and hugged you goodbye. You held on to my hand, oh how that made me feel in my heart. Love, anger, sadness. Should I yell how I hate you but don't wish to part? I stop for only a moment and then began to walk my own way. And you knew I had to go, you realized it's too late, as my hand slipped away.