I thought I was making you happy,
But as the days went by,
I realised it was the other way around.
I was your burden,
One that just added more and more pounds.

I was wallowing,
Drowning in a sea of my own sorrow.
The sea made of my tears
The only thing getting my through
Was the thought of you.

Then you left...

You were pushed away by my
Black forcefield.
The force of the push,
I thought would break you in pieces.
Oh my poor, poor, naive thoughts.
The force of the push,
Shattered me instead.
You were as whole as I was deluded.

I'm just glad they didn't envelope you as they did me.