You never used to be so poetic,
words weren't ever your strong suit at all
but neither were numbers spelled out
in equations. Romanticism was never
your friend and the way we always stayed
in made me feel like you were ashamed of me -
like I was an embarrassment of a lover.
So I broke myself down and I lied,
I tore you to shreds and I ran away
long before you had the sense to call
an ambulance. I didn't realize that
our love made you so unstable,
and how could I when you were
never even there?
So don't let my return
drag your heart up
to the shore from
the furthest,
darkest depths
if you're going to take that as
false hope and try to steal
someone else's chance at happiness.
Maybe we both made mistakes,
but there was a reason I left and
you stayed in that world you createdin your head.
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