There will be a day when I won't have to stop myself from thinking about you.                                A day where I wont have to save myself from sinking into thoughts so deep that no life gaurd can keep me from drowning in.                          There will be a day I'll be able to look in your dark eyes and won't expect a spark from your emotionless empty barely beating heart.          There will be a day I'll mentally rip you apart, honestly I wouldn't even know where to start. Because you honestly played the perfect part, that i belived every girl needed but now I see just how carelessly conceited I made you. I hate that I dont hate you. I wish I could just erass you, but I loved you with permanent black ink, without even thinking about how you might stain me.