We’ve Been Through So Much
Did I disappoint you?
Or did I break your precious little heart?
Did I not match your lofty little standards?
Was it all inevitably going to fall apart?
Was I too selfish?
Too self-obsessed?
Too self-conscious?
Was I aloof?
A loner?
A moody bastard?
Am I not the same man you fell in love with?
Or was it all a lie anyway?
Fucked-up emotions,
Chemical imbalances,
Hormonal imbalances,
Is that all there is?
Was it all that transpired between us?
Or is there something beyond that?
The love we read about,
Hear in songs,
Watch, feel, hope for, dream about,
Does it exist?
Because if it does,
We never went there.
We wasted away on the periphery.
And now it haunts us,
Hurts us,
Makes us suffer.
I don’t think we have enough of ourselves left
To get back up and start again,
Together.
I know you agree.
We’ve been through so much,
It’s best we walk away.
But then again,
WE have been through so much…
The kind of writing that shows up uninvited, barefoot, at 3 a.m.
