I think what you refuse to see
Is the trauma that you brought to me
My heart can’t deal with your lies
Purposefully or otherwise

I think you cannot comprehend
I have no wish to ever be friends
I cannot heal where hurt took place
When I must always see your face

Friendship is not a right
It must be earned, not by might
You can’t be cruel and then demand
I be your friend though I’ve been damned

I think what you don’t comprehend
With your insistence to remain friends
Is that you’re unable to move on
And lay to rest relationships now gone

There is no “special” that qualifies
Enough to actually justify
That we ‘keep in touch”
When you didn’t love me all that much

Because if it was special then you’d remain
In my life without the pain
You would not have run away
When you’d promised that you’d stay

Your ‘honesty’ was counterfeit
The consequence for that is forfeit
You crossed the drawn line
And are not allowed to re-define

I think what you don’t realize
Is that I don’t want you in my life
My life is not an open book
For whenever you want to look

I think what you don’t understand
Is that I am taking my stand
Call me whatever names you like
There isn’t much left of you I like

You bring out the worst in me
With your ‘unintended’ cruelty
I want no part in your fantasy
When it costs me my sanity

You cannot hurt me anymore
I am forever closing this door
I’d say goodbye but I don’t care
To ever again enter your lair

You are now a spider to me
I will run, I will flee
I will scream in total fear
Of the one I once held dear

To not know that it’s real.

Sometimes you see a thing in your mind’s eye

And you don’t know whether to be afraid that it will never come true

Or afraid that it will.

And sometimes you see a thing that never existed.

But you know it could have

And maybe it should have.

But never did.

And sometimes the thing you hope for And the thing you fear

Is the same.

Sometimes there’s a detour On the road less traveled.

A path that takes you So far out of your way You wonder

If you’ll ever get back to the road you need to be on.

I had come to a fork in my path.

I went down the wrong way.

And I have learned that not all that’s gold actually Glitters.

The cost for clarity is high.

But I have paid it.

And now, I know

The road I need to be on.

Twice I loved a boy
     He said no
          After accepting all I had
Left

Thrice I loved a boy
     I said no
          Because I had nothing else to offer
After he’d taken it all

So I took it back