tr3ymo

I remember everything like it was happening at this moment...
How the wind blew, how the air smelled...
I remember the feeling I got when I realized you would never be there for me and I had put all of my faith in nothing.
How pointless everything seemed in comparison yet how trivial it was to even feel that way...
You gave me nothing but ghosts and attitude...
I returned emptiness to the world for a long time...
But everything fades with time...
Still I learned nothing from this...
Except that the feeling will come again, just easier to bare each time...
In between I hide behind wit and charm while sucking others dry of what I lost long ago...
Never finding my fill and allowing myself to be used the same way occasionally just to be fair...
How many dizzying circles must I turn before I vomit this nonsense for good?