It was really nothing,
Because we were like siblings
Who had grown up together...
Trusting each other
And believing every word we'd spout.

It was really nothing
When I was happy to finally
Be understood by someone
Who only wanted me for friendship,
And only dealt in the truth.

It was all for fun
When I had no cause
To doubt any word that could ever
Escape the corners of your already
Damaged subconscious.

It was really nothing
When I found out
That you're a living dichotomy...
You're a light switch,
And far beyond my comprehension.

It was really nothing,
Until you lied.