Author's note: A very unexpected second part, even to me. So, so dismal. Heh. This is from the other person's point of view, though I hope it's not difficult to catch as much anyway.

Broken

Part two

I've nothing left to hope for

Least nothing I can see

These dreams you put your hope in,

They don't apply to me.

I saw you

In your perfection

You saw me

In my need

I saw your eyes

So full of life,

My own are dim

Indeed.

You heard me

Bluff my story

You heard my

Dream to fly

You heard my heart

Through my façade

My heart, which I

Deny.

I felt you

When you touched me

You felt me

Flinch away

I felt your soul—

It frightened me

I'm letting mine

Decay.