To be entirely honest with you,

It was a while ago.

I know i should've been honest

But growing up taught me my feelings weren't important.

My fuse ignited longer ago

Than i care to admit

And for that i am sorry.

I was burning head to toe,

For too long.

Every inch of my skin took the pain that the tiny trailling spark caused.

That fuse line wrapped itself around my neck till i couldnt breathe anymore

And i should've told you

Because if i hadn't tried to wait it out

If i hadn't hope that it would burn out

It would've spared our

Impending destruction.

Our beautifully tragic end.