Leave it to me.
I promised I would take care.
Swore that I’d never be afraid,
never hurt you,
never stray.
Now,
How does it feel,
that I have been unfaithful?
Wasn’t even there
to see you cry.
Imagination makes
for such a burden.
Love is only there,
when we’re satisfied.
Trust is gone,
and who I am
is an illusion.
Shattered
like a picture in a frame.
One of us,
the victim
of their own delusions,
the other one
is taking all the blame.
Who I am,
is not who
you made me up to be.
It takes two
to dance to this song.
Search your heart,
be honest with me.
You’ve known
who I am
all along.
I can’t tell,
if your faith in me
was just your
naiveté,
or an honest belief
in what I could be.
Your faith
crucifies me.
Turns out I am
not all a monster.
Not all a man;
somewhere in between.
Tears fall like stars.
We tumble like angels,
from the heavens
of what we thought could be.
My lies were apologies.
HG – 2020
