Cracks in the Mask


I'm trying to detach myself from you but you make it almost impossible.

You do all the actions of a lover, but then turn around and tell me, "You're getting too attached."

It makes no sense to me.

I should have seen it coming.

Everyone warned me, but I didn't listen.

I fell for you the day I met you.

And, like a fool, I believed you.

I trusted you while you lied to me.

I sang along when you softly beat bitter-sweet melodies on my heart.

I laughed as you toyed with my emotions.

Of course, I didn't know any of this for what it truly was then. But now I do.

You act as though nothing's changed, but everything has.

You hurt me more than I ever imagined was possible, and will continue to until the day I die.

I love you, my dear, forever. Nothing you say or do, no one I meet will ever change that fact.

Now my mask is broken and about to fall away. It scares me. It's been so long since I first put it on.

I loved you, despite my fears... crack one.

I trusted you, despite the warnings... crack two.

I held on, despite my tears... crack three.

I hope you're not around when the mask falls, I fear my words may hurt you.



Little One
4-27-01



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