I wonder if this makes sense.
We sit here and smile as though
we're both content,
When we both know there is
nothing left to say,
nowhere left to go,
And we are caught
in a never ending loop of
"I'm fine"s, and rote interaction.
Things were great, for a while,
but then we couldn't ignore our
lies, our insecurities; our inability
To see past ourselves.
Selfish. We were selfish.
To be honest, I think you still are.
I mean, come on. Who were you
kidding when you said you loved me?
You can't love me. You don't even love
Yourself. Let me tell you,
It's not easy being the third wheel
In a two-person relationship.
Here's hoping the next girl you
snag isn't so deluded.