I remember..your cruel hearts.
It was a town, a cult, devils lived there.
Noone left, only people came and then they were sucked in this alternative mushroom land of hessian sacks. I would tell you to get out because there is a better life awaiting behind that barrier, but you don’t know better.
I called it love because you, knew he did, no i hated him.
When lies were made of what i had done, you believed him not me, oh how i wish i could tell you & make make you trust, he physically hurt me.
You all are not in my life anymore, i left behind so much hurt.
I find it amazing, you all despised me so much, yet you still watch what i do
who i have become, and where i am in my life, on this box.
I have found love, that absolute devine feeling you get when you see him coming up your driveway, your stomach is in happy knots and when you kiss you just know he is the one. he believes me..i believe me..i know what happened. and thats all that matters. He adores me, i can see it in his eyes, we can sit for hours just making weird sounds at each other and go giddy over the fact we found each other. He does not care for the past, and is working toward our future..i will marry him, i will forever love him. not you
i did nothing wrong.
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