If I turn out the lights are we good or are you leaving, because I can leave them on all night for absolutely no reason, I'm not gonna say that I hope that you stay after arguing day after day after day, in full disclosure I'm just looking for closure, looking for a means to an end, I don't pretend to love and I don't pretend to care, I don't begin to pretend that you'll always be there, it's unfair and the truth hurts, and that's just how truth works, it flirts with devastation, ends at unknown destinations, and any information on the growing situation of your steady deviation off the common path, the answers simple if you do the math and I laugh at the fact you bring up the past, non discreet complete defeat in line to repeat with every woman I meet, at first glance I don't have a chance, a no asking you to dance in advance kind of stance, no need to play games once shot down in flames just pick up the reigns like I pick up the pieces, and the love that I had steadily decreases until it's long gone and suddenly ceases, the end just gets closer with no hang in there poster and the car came off the tracks of this love rollercoaster, whow sir, please take a step back before I react to the crap given by this sexual trap, and the feelings you lack turn red into black and it's fact once you leave I don't want you back, my emotions relapse and my attitude snaps and attacks like a snake attacking a rat, and I amend what I said about pretend as these decisions got me thinking again about this new trend of women stating before we start dating they just want to be friends, and I turn and walk away and that's how it ends, a blank stare because I refuse to pretend that I even fucking care.

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