All Fruit Eventually Rots (Angelina) - Donovan Melero

Can I talk without screaming at you?

Why’s it become so hard for me to do?

There is only restlessness strewn all over our faces

I’m not saying that I hate you, but…

I’m saying you shouldn’t stay.

You’re getting in the way

The words I used to mean and feel, I’m feeling forced to say

So lets begin the end!

It’s tough to take it in

The clothes I own that you have worn can never touch my skin

And all the hope I had inside has committed suicide

I’m free to let me let you die.

Let you die:

I’m so sad about it, I’m not sad about it

Can I yell without screaming at you?!

Why’s it become so hard?

You don’t have the same effect burrowing into my eyes like you used to.

Like you used to…

I’m used to you being here.

The comfort’s disappeared

It killed it me when your eyes were wet and swollen from the tears

I loved to make you sad when I was feeling bad!

Until I realized that was just some fucked up shit we had

And all the guilt I pushed aside has committed suicide.

I’m free to let you let

me die.

Let me die:

I’m so sad about, I’m NOT sad about it!

Angelina you’re a mess

You’re beginning to address the wounds and scars that you have covered up so far

Don’t you think I know we’re melting?

Like pouring boiling water on the snow, you know?

We’re melting like pouring boiling water on the snow, we’re melting.

(and disappearing)

Like pouring boiling water on the snow: we’re melting

Don’t you think I know?

Angelina…