who?

It's been far too long.
Are we quite possibly too far gone?
How did everything go so very wrong?
Life wasn't put on a silver platter for us, but we never had to chase it either.
Here we are though, about to embark on the most understated adventure we have ever had the opportunity to taste.
We got the short end of the stick, and you wanted to pretend that I was still a child when you tried to hide things from me, so maybe you broke of some of the stick for yourself.
Now you want to take hold of your grip on my reigns again, and that is not okay.
I did my time. I am no longer tied to you in anyway but insignificant words on very important paper. I have so much anger, and I thought that it may overflow from me, and poison the world, so I planned to distinguish it. I didn't get very far though. I thought about you, and every way I have ever wronged you, and even though I had shot small bullets in your general direction before; I couldn't take this leap into war, and launch this massive air strike that would coincide our worlds again, and end mine.

Oh God, and here he comes, the one I feel obligated to. That entitled bastard wouldn't know love if it were a ct result staring him in the face, threatening to reduce his days. He doesn't even want love though, I guess to him it would be a tumor. Something that only ails him, and makes him less human. No one needs that. He is always taking steps towards immortality, why would he risk his chance for me? So he ignores any chance of love with me or anyone else for that matter. He wants to be in control, and for everyone to know who he is, and he wants women to fall at his feet, while men applaud his feats. He wants ridiculous things, that normal humans just don't want. There is something wrong with him. So wrong, and he doesn't try to get better, or even want to.

And then there's us, or you, or me?
We don't know. We are twisted as well though. We try and hold the world on our shoulders, and it's okay when we get to the top of the hill, but then we stumble, and everything comes crashing down again. We are so fucked in the head. That's probably the only reason that he fucks with us, he thinks we are crazy, or maybe he wants a trophy to sit next to him on his throne that is just as insane as he is. Pretty plausible explanations if you ask me. What are we doing. Why are we giving them the time of day. Or the importance of the stars. They don't deserve any of this.