
You Are the Moth, I Am the Flame
i've met your kind before dark and hollow predictable yet intriguing it always seems authentic when it begins the right words gestures movements and stares roll off of you as though this were meant to be but there is always that one moment when you shift gears and the light hits your face in just the right way where i can see that you are no good for me but even in the moment where truth is born i still find ways to make myself stay to believe the lie to think that it is i wh