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honesty is not in bloom.  will it ever really be?
i tried to approach the temporary interests of my life with this mentality that everyone is the same.
i was wrong.  so wrong.  expectations ruin the spirit of people.
ill-intentions, bored advances, and short flings.
why couldn't the emotional intimacy be skipped?
save me the trouble and the energy.
were you even able to handle my invested attention?
i won't ever find out the reasons and perhaps i don't need to because none of it will matter.
i'm tarnished, bruised, and i don't ever want to give myself that way again.
they hurt me.
they led me on. 
they can't even face what was clearly real. 
i wasn't evil or uncomfortable.

how could i have been when it was all new and foreign?
i wouldn't have done any deceiving actions.
that's not me.  
i hope they get the idea.
don't try to talk to me and don't text me when you're bored.
don't have me wrapped in your head.
i'm not going to give you anything anymore.
you lost all privilege.
i'm not gonna waste myself any longer.

03-2015