Walking away from you is like walking away from myself.

Essentially,
I have to find the strength to shed your light
and
Embrace my -OWN-

It's not easy doing this alone,
Is It?

I hadn't imagined I'd be sitting here alone,
Does it bother you too?

Walking towards walking away from you,
Does these thoughts haunt you too?

It's not easy doing this alone,
Why did I think it would be?

Easy it has never been,
But.
I am quite keen
To embrace being a single being.

Do you think that you could stay this time?

Stay with me while I throw all my toys out of our cot,

Stay with me when all I'm seeing is red,

Stay with me when my emotions are drowning me in an ocean of sadness,

Stay with me even when walking away is easier than holding my hand,

Please
Just
Stay?

Someday,
Somehow,
Someway,
I am going to gather all the pieces of strength you tried so hard to shatter and scatter.
I´ĺl pack them into my basket, plant a kiss on your beautiful forehead and say my bittersweet goodbye.

You have to want to be better
-F O R Y O U R S E L F-
first,
Before you can be better
for your partner.

Once upon a summer you encapsulated my dreams.

Your eyes enhanced my moonlight,
Your smile radiated my sunshine,
Your hands echoed home,
Your voice comforted my smile
AND
Your skin became the canvas of my world.

Once upon a summer you encapsulated my dreams,

NOW,

A
Dream
You  
Will
Always
Be
To
Me.

Tell me,

Tell me how the sight of me in the morning makes you thank your creator for another day.

Tell me how much you hate the way I loudly slurp my morning cup of tea.

Tell me that the sound of my silly laughter resonates within your rib cage and the echo’s reside in the chasm of your heart.

Tell me how much you worry about my well being when I don’t respond to your text within my usual time frame.

Tell me that you appreciate my blooming in your life.

Tell me,
Tell me,
Tell me,

For if you don’t,
How am I to know?

There are many things I would do,
If I were you.
I'd start by loving me,
for who I am
Not who you want me to be.

So how long do we keep pretending?

Playing with feelings without the after thought of the effect of our consequences.

Using your distorted view of love to manipulate my participation
in this marathon you deem love.

Creativity shines through in negative shades of blue
and it hits me,

It was never about me,
or us,
It was always about you.