this is war.

this is war; every line is about who i don't want to write about anymore. we stole the night and took those mornings for granted. rolled together intertwined and bound by satin sheets. snuck away into dark corners that were obviously public. made promises we knew we'd never keep and swore to ones that were never true. this is the way its supposed to be; just like every other before and the ones that will follow. i was all you ever wanted, all the things every other girl promised to be. you were nothing i needed and everything every other boy had failed to be. we weren't supposed to be together, like someone forcing magnets together with similar charges. but we worked. amazingly and wonderfully.. and tragically.. it worked. but as they say all good things must come to an end. and baby ours was tragic and sudden. the fantasies were stripped and the ideals for the perfect ending where stolen away. those promises we made that we wouldn't keep; we didn't. and things we swore to that were never true; actually weren't. i just wanted to let you know that i had hope baby, i had hope. and sometimes that's all you need, but i feel like its all i ever have. in the end it always happens the same and i believe it always will. i will live and die with hope and with nothing else. its romantic and wishful and fantastically dishonest. ask me baby, what its like to have this all so figured out.. i wish i knew. i don't believe in love stories.. i don't believe in cliches. the movies and the TV shows that have happy endings, its bullshit. happy endings don't exist and i knew that when i met you. the words you spoke and the endless ideas of us made me nervous. ideas that i knew real life would actually never let come true. but i never thought that it would end like this.. well maybe i did. maybe i always believed that it would end in misery and that's why i never would consent to your wishes and demands. i rebelled, but we both know i have that problem. everything we were was controversial but we both know no one can do controversy better. this was the beginning of everything i wanted and ended before we ever even got started. my fingers are the only muscles in my body at this point which are stronger than my heart. this is the reason were alone. this is the rise and fall before it ever began. this is war; every line is about who i never even knew.