He wakes up alone. He sleeps alone.
I do sympathize for him sometimes.
Although i dislike him with a passion,
even if i do not have any thoughts about changing the way i feel about him,
i do get curious of what's going through his mind.
His corrupted mind.
I rethink.
& i get back to the reality.
This is the way it is right now,
because, as harsh as it sounds,
He fucked up.
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