Tell me why I’m over here crying about you. We were never all that much were we, to waste all these tears? All those years?
My soul and heart was aching for you, but comfort never came. In the dark times you didn’t have to question that my love was never a game.
I stood there in the doorway waiting, with all of my emotions sore. Just to watch you slam it shut and say you don’t want me anymore.
You put up walls that stood too damn tall, always there keeping us apart. You let your past eat up your nerves, and it was that alone that created your depart.
Your shadowy figure dances inside these walls of my dimly lit room. I lose myself in memories of what was once me and you.
People had their way with us, talking all this shit. Coming between us, every step, every move. Words that ultimately sank our ship, words that left nothing to prove.
We could have rode the waves all the way out to the shore. Made a way for a nice life, have a showdown, or perhaps…even the score.
Yet, here on my own, I’m faced with reality checks and false hope. I can only do it so long, walking this light, tight rope.
Same stories you tell again and again, twisted up plots just to win. Cradling your heart, protecting the parts that are still swimming in sin.
Leaving me here alone, and soft spoken. Yes you left, but I knew though, deep down I was just this beautiful vase you kept purposely broken.
So spread your wings little one, lift your head high, soar to the sky and fly your own kind of wild. I’ll be here still stronger than ever with my new lover, my new karmic why.
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