If you could only see the beast you made in me.
No. I don’t want to know what band you’re talking about. Or what music you’ve been listening to. Or the places you’ve been going to. Or who you’ve been seeing. Because although you’ve made me the man I am today, you are no longer a part of my life and will no longer influence or mold the man I will become. It’s all me on my own, taking every step towards the future. I will create the man I will be tomorrow. And within the next month. And the year after that as well. I’m determined to build up from the foundation you set, but you will no longer “make” me.
I wish I never fucked you. I wish you weren’t you. I wish I never fell for you like I did. I wish I didn’t feel like this.