let lemons be angry

Do you know what in this whole world makes me the saddest? Seeing you sad. I see it even when you laugh, and that's when it cuts the most. We don't talk about it and i'm half-glad we don't. Because right now everything feels like a betrayal, an enormous ordained scheme of mischief and irony to wreck you and me, and as long as you ignore it i know we'll be alright. So the mutual secrecy, and our saved lives. It's not my fault, it's not my fault, and i will never let it be.