and this is where the story ends...
Hey you.
Its funny how you could bring one, self-inflicted emotional abuse.
Its funny how she still hung on. Tight.
Its funny how you could carry on pretending everything was alright.
Its funny how she could carry on pretending everything was alright.
Its funny how she belived your story. About the leopard.
About the Leopard who would turn into an Alsation, by the intensity of your love.
Its funny how you tried to convince her.
Its funny how she wondered if you even bothered convincing yourself.
Its funny how she trusted that the leopard really turned into an alsation.
Its funny how she enjoyed that miracle of love you portrayed.
Its funny how she cries even when she thinks of it, right now, even when you're gone.
Its funny how she doesn't know it still matters, and it still hurts.
Its funny how she beats herself everynight about being happy. and all the pretence.
Its funny how strong she is, only because she thinks she is.
Its funny how the tears still well up.
You. You might even be thinking... its funny how stupid she is.
Its funny how she still believes in you.
Its funny how you never learn, how you threw it all away.
Its not funny when she doesn't understand how the two years went by.
Its devastating. When she realises, perhaps, it wasn't love.
So this is how the story ends. Remember what the little girl once told you about her stories she wrote when the teacher told her to. Happy endings are ever reality. Heaven's playing games, when it all falls apart.
The story of that girl you never understood, and never will.
Don't bother.
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