Bipolar Poetry

What Went Wrong

I think the problem
Is that I wanted to believe
That I trusted everything you said
I think the problem is that
I knew they were lies
Little ghosts of nightmares
That haunted my head
I think the problem
Is that I never truly believed
That there would be a long lasting you and me
And you never even really thought of "us" as "we"
I think where I went wrong
Is that I saw you in every beautiful picture, poem,and song
And the only time you actually saw me was when I failed at being strong
I think what happened
Is that you and me
Were a happy accident
And it was good while it lasted
But it left me busted
And you trying to mask it
I think the mistake
Was letting me get to close
When you never truly planned to stay
I think the error was watching me fall in love
Like it was a game we could play and you could break me
And it would be ok
I think the problem
Is that when you said yes
You should have actually said no that day