.....

Hope is a bitch.
Hope for better future.
Hope for happy endings.

Hoping for you to turn around.
Hoping for you to realize how I don't feel the same around you anymore.
Hoping for you to brood over once whats really behind those eyes.

Hope is definitely a bitch...

and I thought....

Another night, Another dark, lonely night. Kohl smudged eyes again, tossed around are some degraded, rusted, broken pieces of what used to be my heart.

I was unable to protect it again. I was unable to protect myself again. I was unable to prevent my favorite shade of Kohl from getting smudged again.

I thought i'll pull it through. I thought i'll be just fine. I thought you will come through...