FicWad

Baby, I wish I could find a way to tell you that

You aren't the reason I wake up in the morning.

You aren't the one who makes me smile in the dark, as I'm about to be consumed by loneliness;

You aren't the one who makes me feel safe, like I can't die when I stay in your arms.

You aren't the reason that I'm actually not dead right now; you aren't the one who saved my life.

You aren't the one who I'd do anything for. You're not the one that I would walk to the ends of the earth for, tear myself apart for.

You're not the reason that my wretched little heart beats, you're not the reason that my sick blood still flows through my veins,

So you can wipe that filthy fucking smile off your face every time you look at me.