Texty: Another Breath. Sincerity.

Somehow your affection has found a way to cut me deeper than scorn. Your heart is on your sleeve when the bottle's off the shelf and the kind words flow like wine when the wine is flowing. But it's not you I see behind those eyes. I don't want this chemical love. I don't want this lie. Another sentiment bellows from the bottom of your empty glass and breaks my heart. I believed every fucking word you said to me. Now I feel so worthless. i feel so ashamed. I will not do what you've done. I refuse to make anyone feel like this. This is all you'll have when I'm gone. I could never compete with the bottle so I'm giving up. Thank you for your kindness. I hope you choke on your words