you were that second sunrise of this new beginning you were the time I believed again that I could be winning
we would wake together and we did not sleep apart and I contemplated whether I was giving you my heart when you told me words professed never before spoken and soft sentiment I tried to bury was once more awoken
but you also kept secrets and you recycled your words and whispered them sweetly in the ears of other birds, you played the puppeteer, how you loved those sticks but I've met other magicians and I've seen all their tricks
you loved me (and the others) that you failed to contest yes but oh, it was me that you loved best?
I am not sorry to have told you that that was uninspired I've had our moment, true I enjoyed being desired but this effigy of love you staunchly kept constructing had flawed foundations your pleasure was deducting.
So this is the truest goodbye that I never did say what do we live for but love? Yours went astray.