See you soon

[prismaticbleed]

Stop saying that.

I'm avoiding it like the plague. It's starting to make me sick.
All these cliches and assumptions and pretty words.

Stop saying them!

Why?
Is this why I've become so fierce, so cruel, so angry, so lost?
Because of you?

Now that I think of it, my life only started spiraling downwards
Once yours started spiraling to the skies.


So what do I do?

Tell you to crash and burn while I walk away and try to fix my own scars and bruises?

Or do I let the flames tear away at me while you stand, smiling and ignorant, in their sunset-colored light?
Days like this, I really wish I could let go.



Why?


Why couldn't you have picked someone else?