There’s you,
And there’s me.
Heartbreak and hope
Naivety and rationality.

Can I ever rid myself of you?

I will always be naïve.
I will have my heart broken many more times.

But I don’t think it’s fair
That I become the one
Who gets to look stupid.

Ridiculed silently behind cool facades
While stay as you were

—as you always were

And watch me dissolve
Before your eyes
As you pretend
You’re well.

Stand back and admire your handiwork.
I hope you’re proud

Because you’ve broken me in two,
And it hardly took any effort

At all.