After You

I remember how they warned me

Every. single. one.

My downfall disguised in vivid color

Lavender sunsets, purple technicolor

hopeful delusion like honey on my tongue, your betrayal, like burnt copper

how it tastes to tell them i was wrong...

I guess we will never know cuz

I'll tell them it was bad timing

Please, anything but the truth

How you really just left me here

Devoid of life and haunted by the ghost of you.

The temporary comfort was enough for you. But for me, it was everything

In you, I found that home I had been homesick for but never really known.

And you took that from me, too

It's just a shame that you knew..

You knew the whole fucking time

That i would trust you implicitly

So You rewrote the prophecy

into your own masochistic joke

What was the punch line again? I still don't know

The prophecy said it was supposed to be you

So much was promised

And when you left i watched all those burn too

Because after it was all said and done

You set the bar to a whole new kind of '1'

And If i know nothing else, I know one things true

Nothing will ever be the same, not after this

Not after you

You must have finally done it,

Knocked me off my rocker, cuz,

My conversations with the walls?

Oh, yeah, they're true

At least they don't mention you

Or how they hold you hostage

So Tangible and trapped beyond my reach.

They whisper "You're important. to me"

Over and over. Over and over.

It's just a shame that you knew

You knew the whole fucking time

That i would trust you implicitly

So You rewrote the prophecy

into your own masochistic joke

What was the punch line again? I still don't know

"You're mine and I'm yours"

That moment became the light at my core

Because, I really was.

You pried open every barred door

and there was no part of me left that wasn't completely yours

Please, I beg, to whatever God's will hear

Let it have been real

Just this once, Just this man

Who changed everything I am.

I remember how he looked at me

That couldn't have been fake could it?

I am physically unchanged and yet permanently altered.

What's that cliche about time and perspective?

Well, fuck time and it's perspective too Because neither will give me you

And you're gone now, all your magic too

All those moments he redefined

Revelry, chaos, his lips on mine

Autumn days and rain soaked highways

One hand on the wheel the other on my thigh

"I am his and he is mine"

I relive our story every night

So I'll let these tears fall

one last time,

One last time, I promise myself

Theres an 'after this', for me, i know it

But the prophecy came true

I'll never love like that again,

not after this,

not after, you.