You pushed so hard.
It's a wonder the walls didn't crumble
sooner, and all of the delusions
melt the very floor we stood upon.
How could we have both been so blind,
how are you still so?
Projecting upon a person accusations and insecurities,
how did I not see that you were hiding the
very thing you were trying to find in me?
If you had found it, all of your own
demons could have been justified.
That's the logic behind that, right?
Whether consciously or unconsciously we are always
trying to rid ourselves of blame.
You should know that.
Why don't you?