Heartless.

How could you be so cold as the winter wind when it breeze?
I mean after all the things that we've been through,
And yet you still want me to watch the way I'm talking to you?
How could you be so Dr. Evil?
You're bringing out a side of me that I didn't know.
I decided we weren't going to speak though,
And now you can't make it right,
I wish I could leave tonight.
--my take on Heartless, Kanye West.

I'm so tired of the fighting. I'm fed up with this. I wish I could walk away. Tonight, I found three words that are obviously not in his vocabulary--connotation, body language, and dialogue. Go ahead, claim that I have everything I want, but that doesn't become truth until I have a happy emotional environment. My friends wouldn't hurt me, boys can't hurt me [anymore]--you're the one twisting the knife in my back.

It's sickening how you destroy everything.
Most of the time I think I'd be happier if you left.
You break your promises one after the other.

Now how dare you try to coat your venomous words, making them look like words of encouragement. How dare you think I would fall for your lies yet again. You made the mistake; you took me to be the child I once was. I'm done with this verbal and mental abuse. No matter how I act, no matter what I do, it's never enough for you.
This is where the road ends, I've had more than enough.


The sickest part is that I know I can't mean these words. I have to forgive you. Not only because my beliefs, my faith but because of blood. Blood is the damnedest thing. It makes you do things that you know are moronic. It makes you forgive the one you know will merely smack you across the other cheek with their first chance. It makes you accept the one who cost you tears time and time again. It makes you pretend like nothing's happened after many verbal wars. It makes you move on after so many emotion and physical wounds have just healed. It makes you prone and open to attack over and over. It makes you relive the pain over and over with the mere hope that everything will be blissful one day, even when you know that's nearly impossible. Yet it's blood. You literally couldn't live without it.