“I see right through your blank disguise.
Right through your vague and empty eyes.
I bet you think it’s a defeat.
But our sad past’s stuck on repeat.
And every ugly thing you say.
Is another reason why I drift away.
I’d never know what was true.
For I repressed every feeling I had towards you.
my love for you is still in my heart.
but to myself I’ll keep that part.”

-J.P. Trochez (vers libre).