just another to your sob story

do you remember?
the times where we used to hold hands
you'd caress me, care for me
you promised you would never let me go

were those lies?
did you lie to my face?
in hopes ill always return back to you?

you've held onto me with your emotions
those same hands that soothe me
those same hands that strangled me
am i just an object to you?

an object you held onto then leave the next day i become useless?
it fucking hurts, you hurt me

why do you insist to stay?
so you can laugh at my face at how naive i am?
at how easy i fall for your manipulation?
for what purpose? for what reason?

i hate you