Surviving Heartbreak

The Fool's Dance

You wanted me first—

Not that it matters who came first or last.

But it's funny, isn't it?

How the one who wanted you first

Is the one who walks away.

He said we're better off as friends,

But we were never friends,

How could you be friends with someone you loved?

I said we couldn't.

I couldn't.

But I promised I'd try anyway,

Because that's who I am.

You didn't, though.

You just vanished, like smoke,

Gone without a second glance.

And there I was, still trying,

Still holding on with both hands,

Giving you a thousand chances

When you didn't deserve even one;

But that's me, isn't it?

The one who keeps trying,

Even when there's nothing left to save.

You didn't want to try,

Not even for a moment.

But I kept dancing alone,

Making a fool of myself,

Holding onto an almost something,

A love that never quite became.

And maybe I'm a fool,

Maybe I'm everything you think I am— 

(yes you, the reader)

But I'm not ready to say "enough" just yet.

Because I've always been the one

To give too much,

Even when you gave nothing at all.

—MistakenGenius