I got better for you, and I did all that I could
You deserve that and you always have
I couldn't tell you to your face and cry right where you stood
I could only hear your word cut away, the room went flat

There were so many promises I couldn’t keep
Maybe you’ll never trust me again
I’ll remember our car rides and getting cold feet
And trying to make you understand

I know I’ll never stop thinking about you
I know these thoughts will smother me
And I'll feel guilty, and I'll miss you
Maybe we don’t deserve each other
Maybe I do deserve me

Moving on will be a crime on either side
Accepting ourselves, imagine how hard
And we’ll both feel like we’re justified
And we both are

How can you tell me you're hurting, right to my face, when I've cried everyday this week and haven't been given one incentive to stop.
Oh but you're in pain, I'm so sorry. I guess it's my fault that nothing feels as good as it used to, and I'm just as depressed as I used to be.

And you do cause it. You're not the only one but you do. But I don't care that knowing that hurts your feelings because it should.
You hurt mind everyday, so maybe that's fair. I have no pity for you when you say stuff like this, just pure ******* anger.

It doesn't matter what I say because you won't get it.
You won't, you don't.
And you make me feel like I'm the villain but I'm not.
I'm not and I never have been.

You are the only thing that keeps me sitting on the cliff not beneath,
And now you're calling my name from the ground.
"Hannah! I miss you."
You never jumped, though. It's like you flew down there when I wasn't looking, but it didn't hurt you like the way it would hurt me.

So I'll just take the stairs.

I write this as another poet sings,
And her words keep tying into mine,
But I flick them out of my knots.
This is from me, for you, for all of time.

Your ladder goes higher than the next few,
And so your journey is more strenuous and long,
But I never worry about that.
I know you'll reach your finish line, where you know you belong.

I will reach down when I can, but often I cannot,
My hands are preoccupied but I can try to balance,
And if I'm unable, I'll call upon others,
And you will reach brilliance.

I wish I could pour a bucket of water onto you and watch your hair dampen and your lashes droop
And see your eyes open to a great white landscape, sun from behind you enlightening your way
And I want to take a match to every forest that shades you when all you want is to feel the warmth
One day I will send a tsunami to you when you crave to be crashed against, and you can swim

Each day I will push harder at the large stone that obstructs your view of the glorious heaven
Until the plethora of colors steal each inch of your view, renewing your sight, your point of view

Can't you just tell me what's wrong?

With such admiration,
I see you in the small moments
I breathe you in, the biggest mouthful
That I'll ever show it as much as I'd like to, that's not only doubtful

But impossible.
It is far too beyond
I watch you do the simplest things, breathe in, breathe out
And I think, what am I ought to do now?

Dedicate my life to that exchange,
Watch it quicken and slow,
Hope it's because of me often,
Watch it harden and soften.

So stunning, so delicate,
Wish I could paint it forever,
So much more than I'll ever be able to embrace,
I'd do anything to keep it at pace.