I wanted to believe in something more than
laughter at silly faces and pillow fights,
screaming until voices are gone and tear induced dehydration.
I wanted to believe in forgiveness and never being alone;
in arguments that didn't last entire nights.
I wanted to believe that I could actually do something right.
You are right to say that I can't be trusted, and yet you'll
never have the strength to just let me go
as you rhapsodize about apologies and compromise
and say that now the decision is all mine
But I'm not sure I even want to believe your words now
And they all just sounds like bullshit anyhow.