Creating new memories
like the ones that disappeared
when you lied and said forever
despite my lack of fear.
I can't erase you completely
but the day I do I'll cry,
and from the moment forward
I'll understand I've died.
The understudy
did a better job
than I ever thought he could.
He stole the heart,
on one knee
the day I said I would.
When I told you, "Break a leg"
I wasn't speaking in such literal terms.
But, in honesty,
I'm glad you did
so that I could learn.
He holds me tight
through night
although I push away.
The thought of you,
a heart untrue,
how can my dreams still come true?
This is what goes through my mind
when he asks me what is wrong.
Until I find a better way,
I'll pretend that I am strong.