You didn't want to put it in writing , didn't want it to be clear . Clear that you didn't want to write it out. You wanted me to be open, you wanted to hear my tales. The only truths you told me were your ails.
You said you choose your words carefully....
But you were only remembering................. The wonderful words, the caring keys, the illusion of safety
You fooled us both. You took advantage of his caring soul. Soulfully you batted your eyes. You could've really cried. But you couldn't have known he would soon die.
You couldn't have known. But you could've known to hold
But you were only remembering................. The wonderful words, the caring keys, the illusion of safety
The illusion you would tell me. The thought you'd put me first, above saving face. Afraid to wipe your face. I know shock filled our veins.
You couldn't have known. But you could've known to hold me. And you could have told about the ghostwriting.
About the Creator
Jade Neal
I'm a performer, diplomacy student, and chronic illness survivor. I'm here to share my story and knowledge in order to help someone out or provide entertainment.
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