Somehow I didn't...
Didn't see through this deception,
this charade of a relationship.
I saw you the way you were supposed to be,
all for me,
not the way you are...
You say I should have known all along,
that it's my own fault for not bracing myself for the truth.
I say it's you more than me,
you who dare impregnate the idea of you into my
Tears that slipped quietly down my cheek did nothing to wipe me clean,
But what can be said of any tragedy?
"Another one down"
"It's too bad... He was such a nice boy"
"He deserved it"