Not exactly closure but close enough I'm trying to remember the ugly things I've done so I don't hate him I'm trying to think of some bigger hurt he's experienced that might justify why I'm trying not to forget when he made me happy And I'm trying to sleep so I wake up tomorrow, bake a cake with K and blow out some candles K knows my wrinkles by heart And K loves me And I love K And maybe if I didn't find unconditional love in a stranger, I'd be exactly how he is now And if somebody had to get hurt it may as well be me and not someone who would just continue the cycle This ends now, maybe he thinks he ended it a long time ago and maybe he'll never think of it again--which would be a shame, not because I want him to suffer but because he'll repeat it For me, this ends now |