� My guilt tastes like kryptonite � 2006-07-20 � 9:43 a.m. �
I feel guilty... guilty because I really didn't believe you. I thought they were just words... and I have had a lot of faces in my life... with two lips that would move to whatever beat they thought I needed...
Words are only words... and I thought you were a talker... I thought this was habit for you... and I thought, because I had no reason not to, that I was just another pretty face in a long line of pretty faces and I would disappoint you like the rest...
Do I disappoint you?
I thought the face after mine would make you forget... maybe it will, there is still time.
I thought, if you had a better view it'd make you see what I see. I left my glasses on for you... I've heard it's my eyes that kill...
My eyes and the kryptonite you've become...
Your eyes and the kryptonite I am...
You say people don't feel this way for friends...
I say you've never felt this way before...
I say you've never been my friend.
I say if we don't have this... we've got nothing...
I say a lot of things.
I mean them all.
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