I'm willing you to hurt, although
I would cushion your fall,
smile and pretend that it's okay
because through it all, I forgave
to be the better person.
You push, push me to break,
such undignified cruelty,
yet you're still blind to it,
believing it's all perfect
again. A repeat happiness
You wanted to find yourself,
re-create an improved life
but you failed. You lost
all that you were, now nothing
nothing but a pretence,
underneath the skin of a boy,
a naive mind can rest.
Whilst you made me worthless,
I carried myself along
because you're no longer there,
to cushion my fall,
all I have left are memories,
of who you once were
and the fairytale I was living.