Hell would feel really good right now, compared to this.
I was so close to happiness, when I reached for your kiss.
Saw your panicking eyes, which broke my whole heart.
And when you turned away? You took me apart.
Assuming is one thing I really shouldn't do.
Because trusting someone is nothing of a virtue.
Why couldn't I be full of sheer glee?
Maybe it's because you’re all I can see.
Recovery is a word I wish was true.
But until it comes I'll be drowned by rue.