IV

I don't regret saying what I did.  The truth is the truth. Maybe I didn't tell you in a very delicate manner.  But what I said was the truth.  I know you don't love me. I know I don't make you happy.  But I'm done trying to earn that. All I wanted to do was help you.  And one day you'll realize that what was said had to be said.  That what I tried to tell you today was in your best interest.  And when that day comes you wont thank me.
And I'm fine with that.

Goodbye

-44

I missed you. 

III

Maybe sounds like bullshit.  Today tastes like it too.  Tomorrow sounds like Never. And always sounds like fuck you.  Goodbye sounds like the right thing to say.  But you and I both know we don't have to say it.  We've said it every day. We're way past that.  Blocking you out was the right thing to do.  Also was leaving.  There can never be a future. Not even casual conversation.  We're too fucked up even for that.  Your immature as shit. While I'm cold blooded and dead.  This blog is about my spiral into death. It's nice of you to have joined me.
I love you even in death.
Always.