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you were there for the thunder
and stayed during the downpour
remaining all through the calm
after the siege.
I had no right
but still couldn't help myself
believing you would always be there,
that you cared

and maybe I was a bit more than naive.

the lesson in hindsight
is fractured at best,
I can no longer be
the way we used to

without walls
without boundaries,
I kept giving until I dropped
off the face of the stagnate
losing myself in the fall.
and I don't know how to tell you
it was never about you and me

only you,
always you

I lulled myself into receiving some fashion of something
twisted,
I thought it was love
only now do I realize
it was me,
always me

thinking about us
caring about the cracks in the veneer,
how could I have been 
so deaf, dumb and running on fear...