The Theory of Him
remember I once said that I can feel, sense and perceive about individuals; pick up their good and bad vibes, even from a brief interaction? and, of course, I always beware or walk away fast whenever I feel something about them is off. I hate to admit that I never wrong about this one.
now, you see? he traps you in his web of lies. he screams his self-justification at the top of his lungs, but it’s your silence that screams louder.
you see? he always tries to make you think what he wants you to think. he doesn’t love you. he only loves the reflection of himself in you.
when you stop being what he expects you to be, he explodes to create emotional debt.
when you stop seeing what he wants you to see and start analysing the situation, he guilt trips you. it’s that simple.
he always tells you how to react, what to say and what not to say, you ask him many questions and question his intention in your head, and now you’re the one who is deemed irrational. you can never be the voice of reason to rewire his brain. he thinks he can control your bloody mind and attitude....can you fucking see?
you could feel something would happen between him and her long before you learnt his empty love confession to her.
he’s the one who denies, but the truth speaks differently.
he’s the one who breaks the mirror, then wonders why everything doesn’t look the same anymore.
he’s the one who stabs you in the back,
then blames you for hurting him.
it’s never about you. it’s always all about him. his love is cheap and based around lies. still, he wonders why you change and thinks you know nothing.
he shows his true colour
while my colour fades
and you’re not his only one.
you think he takes your breath away but you are simply suffocating from his bullshits
... and I’m not the only one.
— Mapping Satanic Circle And The Origin Of My Evil
Pic: ©Laura Makabresku