You know those times where you feel like writing even if it doesn't make any sense? Yeah, that's what happened here. God, I promised myself I wouldn't get into this series. Now look what I've done. lol

Enjoy, I guess.


You take way too much for granted.

You took us for granted. Your loyal minions. Minions to our fearless leader.

You just assumed we would always be here for you.

but

we were.

Belligerence blinded you. Insensitive to the thoughts of despair that danced about in our minds. Hope was just a word with empty meaning. You managed to bypass this.

You managed to distract us.

It's so comical, now that I say it.

So we turned to you. For guidance.

To restore our hope.

So unaware; naïve.

but

we were still taken for granted.

Even now as I glance over to you, your attention is on those silly aliens. More people to take advantage of.

The air reeks of deception. It reeks of you.

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Why can't I get you off my mind? You are the stupid wiggler you've always been. The stupid wiggler that takes everything for granted.

On one side of the scale, you are just my chalice of warm water steeped with herbs. On the other, I want to slap logic into that thick skull of yours. You've turned me against myself.

Please wake yourself from this perpetual dream-like trance. For everyone's sake.

For…

my sake.

I'll be waiting for that day. And when you open your eyes, I'll be there.

And it'll be the day when I'll get to experience what the full intensity of what liquid candy apple truly tastes like.