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I’ll stab you in your chest,
Watch you bleed yourself dry
While you struggle and writhe in agony
Like how you did to me ten times.
I’ll raise my fists high
Stage the next rebellion straight in your stoic, cold face
Smash your undecided, fickle-minded lips
To revenge my unrewarded compromises.
And I’ll say I hate you.
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you,
I’ll let it roll off the tip of my tongue,
Poison the smeared lines of friendship and lovers;
I swear I’ll end it this time.
I have never spoken it out loud,
In truth, I’ll never do.
But now to take back my shattered dignity:
I like you a whole lot more than I care for,
And I don’t like that a single bit.
I want to say I hate you, but the truth is I don’t. I never will. And I will not fault you for your uncontrolled feelings; I will fault mine. I’m saying goodbye now like I’ve said the past three times. But this time unlike the past, I’m leaving you behind.
” How do you look at the woman you love, and tell yourself it’s time to walk away? ” – The Vow