I couldn't take one second more
Of your four letter words
Directed to every single person I love.
I couldn't take your confessions of regret
For not already leaving my father in the dust.
All else I could handle:
The regrets of my existence
(I did provoke it)
The mistake-infested upbringing of my sister
(I can admit it)
I could bear all else but the split
Of a sacred promise
Between one man and one woman.

So it didn't take much to slam the door your in face.
It didn't take much to run in the pouring rain.
It didn't hurt much to press bare feet on solid ground.
Because any real pain I felt, I was sprinting away from.

The skies' tears mingled with mine
No clear difference to the cars passing by.

For first time in my little life,
The stars simultaneously align;
Crashing before they combine.
With every yard I push further away from you,
Unraveling the truth-
I still love you.
Even as I slide down against the oak's trunk,
To fall in a puddle of mud,
Even as all those lies we used so cleverly as knives
Press against the darkness that invades my heart-
I still love you.
Even as the abyss unfolds in my stomach,
And fury whirls inside my mind-
I still love you.

As the familiar hum of an engine grows near,
Hurriedly a car door opens before me,
And a hug wraps itself around my limp frame,
I uncover that-
*You still love me too.