A love interlude

I can't believe I fell for all the p.r.e.t.t.y words you wrote
I was pulled into an abyss - a restless, sullen place
You're as e-mol-lient as a Nivea s/u/n/l/ot/I/o/n
Your disappointment c.u.t.s into me like broken pieces of a JAR

(etc. etc. etc - should I go on? Telling you how badly you treated me - like you didn't love me at all? I'm afraid it wont sound so fucking pretty - if I don't try disguising it with fancy words and fucking d.o.t.s. Can you tell I'm pissed? I so fucking hope you are!)

I'm s.t.a.i.n.e.d with your pre-sence
You left me with s/m/a/l/l/ scars on the
inside of my tHiGh & the
outside of my hEaRt

Consistency is my way of life
Though I'd much rather pre-fer
a less (&lesser&lessest) b.u.r.n.I.n.g hair-die

I'm s.t.a.i.n.e.d with your pre-sence
You left me with s/m/a/l/l/ scars on the
inside of my tHiGh & the
outside of my hEaRt

(just for once, stop telling me all these l.i.e.s.)