it

hurts more than anyone in this world will ever know.

back and fourth, up and down, circle after circle.
on a road to no where.
with you anyways.

i just wish that you could actually trust your 24 week impregnated signifigant other.
but you don't.
most likely because of your guilty conscience.


i hate with a passion, i mean hate ignoring the problem.
and pretending everything is okay.
maybe i just need to come to terms that this is all pretend.
our relationship is built on unstable bricks of false trust.
and cemented together with watered down love...lust.




the only foundation that we have that is holding us together is our baby.
if it wasn't for her, we would've crashed and burned a long time ago.

i wish we stayed with eachother because we were deep in love, but wishes are nothing more than false hopes.
and apparantly that's all i have to hold on to this is a false hope.
i know we're going to come to an end one day or another, because each day we get closer and closer.



when are YOU just going to become someone i can hold a civil conversation with?
i can't even discuss my problems with you.
which is why our conversations are getting so dull.
because you are becoming more of my component when you should be my companion.
it is what it is i suppose.



i opened my legs to you so i guess this is the price i pay...
KILL ME NOW!