In the end I was hoping for disaster, with our anchors crossed our ships sank faster. The queen of deception, or a victim of misconception. I took time to figure things out, but my heart is a shadow of self doubt. I still blame myself. You said I had a way with words, but did you know that they would force you into an ocean of girls? Ones who followed each other’s lies when they said, “the sky would open up if you just held up your head.” I moved on to better things. We moved on to better things. You have way too much time on your hands, while you had time to waste I had lies to face. I’m done blaming the past for my mistakes, but promises are just lies that you say. Some things are better left unsaid.