Here is a premeditated tip. Revenge has never been so sweet. Lick my lips. They are now moistening. Believe me now you will grieve soon. My half-full glass was poisoning. You did not leave me like I am about to leave you. If there is a doubt then I get the benefit. You preached your common beliefs. Turns out it was just a comic relief. I have a rare flame, so I get to pick and choose which wick to lose. I might get a kick out of burning you. Do you have a bad taste in your mouth? It is bittersweet now because it has to balance out. Someone will feel worthless soon. Tell me not to lie. You are not worth the last lick of a spoon. We may see eye to eye but only once in a full moon. I thought you were my lady luck, but you were just another hack. Never give someone a piece of you. You may never get it back. I made a mistake, but I am not sorry. It is no longer black and white because I can see your true colors. You are not a single star so do not worry. You are just part of the clutters. The edge is near. I was never one of backing down. Get a pencil and paper for I am giving the lesson. What am I to do, burn or drown? That is the question. Not a day goes by that I do not think of you. You were something I was not ready to lose. Now the tables have turned, and you will not get a future to choose. I am now the one leaving you, so start singing the blues.