I feel like I have hurt yu.
Hurt yu in a way, so tiny yet so powerful,
It's indescribable, the pain.
To see yu everyday, and never
Once regret it. Knowing,
Understanding it was for the better.
But, yu, young and selfish,
Like a child. Will never see,
Never try to feel how I do now,
Never try to accept and let me go.
Like a child yu are.
Pretending eachday, that,
Our fairtale life will keep going
As planned.
But to others who look into our fish bowl.
Full of green lies and wrecked pirate ships,
Understand the wreckage. And look past
Look past towards the sun set.
The better in this life.
Yu still try to pick up the pieces.
And wash the windows.
Restore the broken, but yu don't see that yu are truly
Just putting together a puzzle,
impossible to ever again be made perfectly.
Yu just need to accept,
That we are no longer a family.
I split us. Made us realize the truth.
We are nothing to eachother but empty picture frames.
