I talk a lot,
And a lot of it sounds
Like I have you in a stranglehold.

I can't hold up the facade tonight.

I must admit,
I cannot bear you tonight.

I don't want a memory
Of anything you ever did
Positive, negative
Or in the limbo in between.

Love is all I had for you,
Even when I saw the cracks
Forming in your armor
And I knew you could not love me.

I knew you were finished,
And tonight, it's all I know.

I should have never said a word to you.

You were a calculated surgeon
Who paid no mind to anesthesia.

Your hands were in the fire too.

We both knew we were hundreds
And hundreds of miles from each other...

But I was willing to run the gauntlet.

I wanted to bear the burden of time
With you alone,
And you said it was of no importance
Any longer.

How dare you.

How dare you lie to me
For this span of a hundred days,
And trade books under the sunlight
Because you knew they were safe
In the possession of the one you held dear...

You could turn the most caring man
Into Savonarola.