You took a huge part of me & ran away,
When were you planning on telling me?
In your head, I was just a phase.
You should have fucking told me.
The only reason I don’t let people in,
Is because I hate how they always up and leave.
Just up and out as they please.
I was honestly on the verge of blaming myself, thinking my emotional flaws pushed you away.
I thought maybe those couple of days weren’t my “Fully Me” days.
But is wasn’t me, was it?
It was you who pushed yourself away.
Unfortunately I’m not the type that forces people to stay.
You got me so close to letting my walls fall down, so many times I felt them shake.
Labelled you “too good to be true”, now I can see your Knight and Shining amour Silhouette was fake.
Okay, no I’m lying…
But I can’t believe that you used the oldest trick in the book as your bloody bait.
Better yet, I can’t believe I fell for it.
It was a matter of time before your dirty colours escaped.
I’m glad I didn’t witness the kaleidoscope of your chaos.
I guess it’s not much irony that the climax of our in betweens was the actual climax between the sheets.
Or I guess it was dramatic irony, because as your actress to a play I didn’t even audition for, I was never clued that my character was foolish and lacked self-awareness.
I would have never taken the role if you didn’t present it and under false pretence.
But honestly, I wouldn’t have let you hit it when you did.
I can’t help but let the little laughs escape my breath when I realise that you’re mature act was just part of your masquerade.
Never in a million years would I ( under normal circumstances) thought I’d ever be at the receiving end of your childish outburst.
Ohh, and that thing you took from me? You’re welcome to keep it, in fact, keep this little poem as your damn receipt. No returns though. I want you to keep it.
If you wanted me to write warmly about you, you should have acted better.