Of all the people, I never second guessed your existence in my life.
I was certain, seeing your eyes glisten that darkened night, you wouldn’t betray.
They call me a fool, I plead for them to leave, yet they stay to mock me.
It is my thoughts that torture my days, because they know how naive I became that evening.  
I assumed I knew everything about you,
But I guess I never knew you had more than one shade to your smile.
I knew it was a different grin that evening, maybe one of passion,
Or a smile to hide the fear, knowing there was no turning back.
I never saw that smile again, yet it teases my dreams, turning them into nightmares.
It was not a smile of passion, or even fear.
You were determined to unravel me that night, and showed me by a grin.
You admit you didn’t care about my feelings, my emotions, or even me.
So I warn any girl, innocent and lively,
That you may have more than one shade to your smile,
But you only have one motive behind each of those shades.
You are destruction in its finest appearance.

In the beginning, you were everything I thought I needed.
The spark of controversy that you introduced to my life sent me reeling for more.
Your absent-mindedness allowed me a viewpoint that was not familiar.
That was in the beginning.
Nearing the end, I have overcome you.
The blast of happiness that you fired at me is no longer powerful.
In fact, I am no longer infected by your smile or your touch.
I have found myself straying so far, all the while I feel you pulling nearer.
My heart is a polar opposite to yours, but my mind tells me to play it safe.
I continue down a long journey of pain to prolong your happiness.
I imagine a perfect world, one without someone to anchor me in place I’m not meant to be.
That same place that I’ve fought to avoid numerous times before.
Here, you have brought me there, to the dreaded nightmare of betrayal.

I wish there was something left to say, an utterance to explain what it is I feel right now.
This second.
Feelings of loneliness creep around me, even though you sit merely inches away.
Hopeless, I have broken the stick and the white flag is raised.
Sobbing, I cannot cry with a tear, but I assure you, I am sobbing.
The dryness in my throat, allows no further arguing.
Can you not see, I am sinking.
I am destined to, why are you here to mock me, try to save me.
I will not let you anyways.
Defeat, I refuse to accept anything but.
I close my eyes now, making amends that this will be the last time.
The last time.
But it isn't.
You will remain here, and so will I.

Looking into the mirror, I see this broken up person.
Begging for someone to come, to help her.
Pleading for someone to notice, she isn't as strong as they think.
I see the fear threaded deep within her eyes.
I can hear through her ears, the anxiety that chokes her.
It is her lips that reflect next, they tell me a story.
A tale of guilt and abandonment.
I continue to stare at this broken up person.
The tears fall like cement from her fearful eyes.
I want to understand her, why is she in so much pain.
She exclaims that nobody knows her, especially not me.
She smiles, I brush the tears off her cheeks.
As she walks away, I finally understand.
The pain comes from the strength that she shows.
It is not strength, she is inflicted by so much pain.
She is empty inside, hardened by so many ugly things.

See, here is your face, close to mine, almost touching.

Lean in, go for something that could change us, close our eyes.

The pain flares, I remember the hurt now, eyes flash open in rage.

You lean in more, I feel nauseous, recalling your lies.

Unable to move, stone stiff, you touch your palm to my cheek.

Ice cold, just as I expected, just like your motive, frustration.

You lean in, I can not force myself to move, our lips connect.

I feel like I felt before, the rush, that sensation.

Numb, confused, hurt, alive.

You cause me heartache, impossibility surrounds us, stare at your eyes.

I am incapable of change, I know your the monster, you threaten me.

Move away, I must leave, even if it kills me, I must rise.

Deceitful, harshly conditioned, dreadful posture, eyes like coal.

We make our way to the battle hall, draw our swords, begin to fight.

Out comes the demon, not in my nightmare this time, savage.

You can’t keep me from what I have to do, independence, be the light.

I melt into you, you have won, defeat in the air.

Escape, only a thought, a dream, weakness floods my eyes.

Trudge through the forest, into a cave, cold, dark, lonely.

I am you, we are us, because a monster I love, without a disguise.

As I walk through this desolate wasteland, I am searching.
Never has it been clearer that I must find you, before it’s too late.
Where have you gone?
I close my eyes and I see your glow, blinding my vision.
Beautiful, although uneasy I am left.
So on I push, through the loneliness that I am surrounded by.
The darkness has entangled my arms, invaded my mind.
I plead for serenity, longing to see your glow amongst the desert.
Where was it, that dark place I lost myself in?
It is familiar, as if I never left, as if I’m still there.

Close the book and walk away,
I have to try to everyday.
To suppress the memories until they fade.
All those conversations, everyday.

Rewrite the lines and the leading role,
Replace the feelings that he'd once stole.
The underlying character, the one untold.
The pages torn out, with the pain they hold.

The chapter gone, but the stories so alive.
Smiles and tears, feelings revived.
Just a peek, a little reminder is all.
The ease that it takes, to secretly fall.

This book of secrets that only we see.
The stories inside we must never read.
Must bury these pages deep within.
Before the book is left open.

I want to know who you were that night.
You were not the man that I learned to love so easily.
Or the friend that I helped out of the dark.
You were not the smile that was so contagious.
Or the dreamer that only feared reality.

Who were you that night.
You were not the boy with endless stories to tell.
Or the person who stands up for himself.
You were not the listening ear and shoulder to lean on.
Or the man that taught me how to love myself again.

That night, you became a different person.
A lost soul, breaking down again.
You were unraveling, and you forgot me.
All that you taught me, you simply gave up.
So many words uttered, like shards of glass to my heart.

What did we become that night.

I just want to know one thing.

That night when you pulled me into you,
when you held my hands in yours,
brushed my hair to one shoulder,

The same night that you kissed my lips softly,
whispered my name in the dark shadows,
traced my face with the back of your fingers,

The very same night that you didn't care if we were seen,
with your hands holding onto my hips,
with your blue eyes locked on mine,

The only night that you laid me down and smiled from on top,
when you kissed up my inner thighs,
then continued to kiss down from my lips.

The night that we had longed for those 2 years,
when it became real finally,
when you finished with a sweet kiss to my forehead.

Do you remember that night?

I want to be the first person you think of when you wake from a long nap after a hard day of work. The one you just can’t get enough of. I want you to love me like you will never see me again, knowing you will see me within the next couple of days. I want you to love me for who I am which includes my flaws and the parts of me that I wish I could change. I want you to kiss me like I am the only girl you have ever kissed. I want you to love me enough to tell me when I am wrong, but also to support me when I am right. Even if it is only us standing. I want you to feel confident when I am around, knowing that I won’t be going anywhere fast. I want you to love me enough to bring out the laughter that I love sharing with you. I want you to hold my hand in front of everyone, just so they know how happy we are together. Most of all though, I just want you to love me. <3