Maybe I hate you less and love you a little moreIt was raining. The tiny droplets of rain hit hard like tiny daggers.What a time for me to walk home from work.It was so sunny a minute ago! Damn weather forecast. At least I brought an overcoat with me. Not like that helped any, though.I sighed and kept walking.My apartment's only about a block away, anyhow. I got so caught up in my thoughts and anger trowds the clearly inaccurate weather forecast, that I bumped into someone. "Oh, sorry, I wasn't paying attenti-" I turned around to look at the person I hit. They wore a long, black jacket and had hair that was all too fimiliar. Right then, I forze when I relised who it was. It was... him The guy that told me he loved me, then pulled out knives to try and kill me. &
The queen of liesI'm the queen of liesI'll make you cry.I've lost my happinessSo many years ago.It's something I do not want backSomething that I must lack.Yes, I am the queen of liesAnd I will always hearYour suffering cries.