"open the door, i'm here now.
why aren't you aware?
look, i'm wearing that shirt you bought me.
and i bought the flowers you like.
everything has returned to how it once was
but you're not here.
open your door."
i guess i needed an excuse. when you watched me with
careful eyes. the awkward, nervous tension.
the moment you told me i shouldn't leave anytime soon. i
think that's when i decided. i
leave when you needed me most. i wanted to be cruel. i had never
wanted to runaway so bad.