"I’m much too proud"

my eyes have been burning for days now. i think i'm SUPPOSED to cry. I really don't want to though. I'm not that weak anymore. You're nothing, and you're nothing, and they're nothing, and it's nothing i can't fix. but this burning sensation is consuming my body
sinking into my stomach
there's a dormant grenade
it's fuse is deciding, should i...? should i explode and ruin her entirely- from the inside out?
but then it looks up at her heart and sees the scars
Nevermind, looks like they already took care of that
The consumption has consumed me.
the loving has hated me.
the ambition is burning me.

At last

I Am Satisfied.
I'm not needed; it's perfectly clear.
You've given me a conclusion.
I feel no remorse, i feel no jealousy, i feel nothing towards you.
Switzerland.
So neutral is doesn't exist.


P.S. I'll never regret loving you. Even after it all.

"you may feel like a poet, but you sound like an idiot"