taylor swift // the tortured poets department : the anthology rp meme part two. part one here.
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i just don't understand how you don't miss me.
old habits die screaming.
i move through the world with the heartbroken.
my longings stay unspoken.
i may never open up the way i did for you.
i pledged and i still mean it.
now i wanna sell my clothes and set fire to all my clothes.
i wanna hire a priest to come and exorcise my demons.
i wanna hire a priest to come and exorcise my demons, even if i die screaming.
i can tell when somebody still wants me.
i can take the upper hand.
i might just love you till the end.
we're becoming something new.
even if it's handcuffed, i'm leaving here with you.
we broke all the pieces but still wanna play the game.
told my friends i hate you.
i love you just the same.
pick your poison, babe, i'm poison either way.
wild winds are death to the candle.
a rose by any other name is a scandal.
they tried to warn him about her.
cross your thoughtless heart.
she is here to destroy you.
one bad seed kills the garden.
i'd visit in your dreams.
they tried to warn you about me.
devils that you know raise worse hell than a stranger.
she's the death you chose.
you're in terrible danger.
the devil that you know looks more like an angel.
chloe or sam or sophia or marcus.
you just watched it happen.
i loved you the way that you were.
you said some things that i can't unabsorb.
you turned me into an idea of sorts.
you needed me, but you needed drugs more.
i couldn't watch it happen.
i crashed into you like so many wrecks do.
too impaired by my youth to know what to do.
can we watch our phantoms like watching wild horses?
we hereby conduct this post-mortem.
our maladies were such we could not cure them.
a touch that was my birthright became foreign.
we were blind to unforeseen circumstances.
we learned the right steps to different dances.
the death rattle breathing silenced as the soul was leaving.
my beloved ghost and me, sitting in a tree.
i can't pretend like i understand.
tell me about the first time you saw me.
no one's ever had me, not like you.
you knew what you wanted.
tell me all your secrets.
all you'll ever be is my eternal consolation prize.
now i seem to be scared to go outside.
i don't believe in good luck.
i will go to secret gardens in my mind.
nostalgia is a mind's trick.
only the gentle survived.
i dreamed about it in the dark.
i'm bitter, but i swear i'm fine.
this place made me feel worthless.
in my fantasies, i rise above it.
it was always the same searing pain.
all that time you were throwing punches, i was building something.
i can't forgive the way you made me feel.
but i can't forget the way you made me heal.
i built a legacy that you can't undo.
but when i count the scars, there's a moment of truth.
there wouldn't be this if there hadn't been you.
in your mind, you never beat my spirit black and blue.
i don't think you've changed much.
i look in people's windows.
i had died the tiniest death.
i'm afflicted by the not knowing.
what if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time?
i got cursed like eve got bitten.
a greater woman wouldn't beg.
please, i've been on my knees, change the prophecy.
who do i have to speak to about if they can redo the prophecy?
even statues crumble if they're made to wait.
i'm so afraid i sealed my fate.
someone tell me it'll be okay.
i was in my tower, weaving nightmares.
what doesn't kill you makes you aware.
what happens if it becomes who you are?
they knew the whole time.
when the truth comes out, it's quiet.
i thought it was just goodbye for now.
you said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me.
promises oceans-deep, but never to keep.
are you still a mind reader?
are you still a natural scene-stealer?
i've heard great things, *name*.
life was always easier on you than it was on me.
underneath the same moon, in different galaxies.
i won't confess that i waited.
as the men masqueraded, i hoped you'd return.
love's never lost when perspective is earned.
the shelf life of those fantasies has expired.
lost to the 'lost boys' chapter of your life.
forgive me, *name*, please know that i tried.
please know that i tried.
please know that i tried to hold on to the days when you were mine.
we must stop meeting like this.
as she was leaving, it felt like breathing.
she liked the way it tastes.
she just knows she must bolt.
there's escape in escaping.
you have no room in your dreams for regrets.
you'll learn to bounce back.
now and then she rereads the manuscript.
now and then she rereads the manuscript of the entire torrid affair.
i'm not a donor but i'd give you my heart if you needed it.
everything had been above board.
the years passed like scenes of a show.
looking backwards might be the only way to move forward.
the tears fell in synchronicity with the score.
at last, she knew what the agony had been for.
the only thing that's left is the manuscript.
the only thing that's left is the manuscript, one last souvenir from my trip to your shores.
but the story isn't mine anymore.
