If words were all I gave,
Then what happened with all the tears I couldn't save,
The begging to God to not leave as you did because to your company I became a slave,
Even my head I put to shave,
I said I needed you not out of codependency but because your love then was all I could crave,
I even decided to leave the land I grew up since your name on my heart twice can't engrave
I tore the house apart searching for anything that reminded my heart of you,
Then I slowly realized I'd have to burn the world down to,
I stood awake every night till midday thinking of what could I do,
I easily grew accustomed to thinking of you religiously while we were together because my love was true,
You were my red and I was your blue,
I knew I was the person for you I didn't have a Clue,
That it was that easy for you to see yourself with any who,
But since that split I grew,
I'm strong enough to let go of what doesn't serve me,
I wasn't before admittedly,
The mistake I made in our relationship was being too committed and providing indefinite transparency,
You presented yourself as everything I could ever want so easily,
But Foolishly,
I didn't know that if something appears too good to be true that's trickery,
The reason a hamster loves his wheel is because of his captivity,
But freedom he doesn't see,
An open arena for beautiful possibility,
Our relationship and your rules were my prison and you were my false sense of serenity,
In my eyes that glow left I convinced myself I was happy,
I stuck to you despite that because love isn't a feeling that disappears when things get chaotic and windy,
Love is what distance you'd travel for the person while things are far from bubbly and cozy,
The universe saw that I rather drop dead halfway to you than accept that I was trying to make a Disney Story,
From a Tragedy,
I remember begging for you to put in a little effort into me,
For almost an entire year till you finally said you could agree,
Because you were only about yourself after a while whole heartedly,
Your friends and everyone's opinions became the basis of your reality,
I became a moth trying to reach you my moon,
On Valentine's day I cried and told you that I fear our end is coming soon,
Who knew I would have been mostly healed from you near the End of June.
