I can't stand,
The way you make me feel.
And I'm not sure,
How to begin to heal.
Because it all was to much,
But never enough,
Bipolar love,
Between the two of us.
When I was with you,
I was the happiest fool,
Fighting a constant battle,
On what I should morally do.
I knew it was wrong,
But I was selfish,
Keeping you to myself,
Acting malicious.
You were never mine to have,
Not by the rules we keep,
You were never supposed to get caught up,
Losing sleep because of me.
And yet here we are,
Not near,
Nor far.
Left All Alone,
Kept company by our scars.
If this two-way mirror of reality,
Would have let me see,
Let us know what would happen,
Would have talked to me;
This never would have happened,
My heart would still be,
As it was when you found it-
Broken.
And that's all I truly wanted.
But here you came,
You turned and made me whole,
Made me happy,
Made me feel less alone.
And I was content,
With feeling wanted,
But that was a mistake.
And so was "us."
But it's done and over,
My fairytale love.
