i. you were the one who I trusted, let in, the one who loved me. [a beating heart doesn't classify as love] when I reached out for your hand, you let go and walked away.
[cleaning your hands of me just as Pilate washed his hands of Jesus] you left me to drown, in the watery grave you had made for me, but somehow, I caught a raft and floated to an island of safety. [even though you tried to capsize me]
ii. make-believe peace and love, a delicately crafted facade, ready to crumble at any moment. screams of anger and pain, of a life gone wrong. I was ready to face my mistake, to love my mistake. [not like you did] God had other plans for me, and my mistake was just a misconception. our shallowly beating organs can't seem to find each other, [but it's not my fault] I gave it my best shot, and somehow that failed, so I moved on, [crying inside because it fell through]
iii. now I'm gone and the world is seen through shades of sadness. [I'm not going to do that. I promise] you may feel ruined, but you're not, you just need to look at what you've done in your life, and turn it around. despite what you think, I don't hate you. [my tears are for you, not because you make me cry, but because I feel bad for you] I'm going to live life, and I'm going to really live it. No more of this fake living, because, [you only get one chance to live]
iv.
I still love you.
