Back From the Dead.

Why the fuck are you here?

Why do you reach me?

Saying sorry,

And asking me to let you in?

I never thought that we would ever meet again.

I never thought that it would be very easy.

You are here now and smiling.

But my smile isn't worth for you and for what you've done.

You come here uninvited.

I don't want you here.

You bring back the pain I've been buried for a long time.

I worked so hard to put it to rest.

You can't just expect me to open my door for you.

You are not worth anything from me.

I deserve better, someone better.

You can make me sit and talk but I won't listen.

Now you're back from the dead.

And I want you to go away from me.

I don't want to kill you for the second time.

I will let you live on your own.

I will mourn the loss of you,

And pray what's best for you.

And how many times do I have to tell you,

Even when you're crying like that, you're still beautiful.

Now, go.

Make some magic.