Tom and Jerry.
So eloquently, you make me move. Each and every time, I fall. Caught in your web of lies. Deception. You’ve mastered the art of your subliminal manipulation. And even after I carefully analyze the screams inside my head, Telling me it’s just a trap, I still can’t help myself. Almost in a sense that I crave it. What’s the meaning of toxic? You and me. Everything about you is dangerous. Yet I retreat in you. I keep replaying the damage thus far between us in my head. Knowing what’s next to come. But, your spell draws me back in each time. Remember when you told me, that you two wouldn’t last? And you gave me the idea that we could try again. How could I have fluffed those pillows and lie back in your bed of deceit… Yet again. Now, I could make it seem like it was all on you. But here’s the part where I take accountability. Because, even in those sweet lies that you tell… I still know you . Deeper than the visuals. And you’re a game I’m so desperately waiting to play. Because you see...