My story;

I worked so hard to keep you together.

I was so happy for you when you became happy again.

But I already told you how you hurt me with this silence.

You apologized.

He nodded in pure relief.

But you never ask.

You are yellow and purple,

Sunshine and starlight:

A kaleidoscope of colour

In this dark grey world.

And I am so very happy

You climbed out of that abyss,

While your demons and anguish sang to you.

You fought tooth and nail,

Grasping our hands as we hauled you up,

With a smile and the sun on your face.

You do deserve to be this happy.

You deserve the world.

My hand is slipping from around your wrist as you drift

Down

Down

Down.

I love you too much,

Too hard, and

Too fiercely

To let go of you,

But you let go of me.

And I'm desperately holding on, but

My Love,

The one who holds me when I cry myself to sleep as my heart breaks for you,

Has his arms around my waist,

Keeping me from falling into the deep dark abyss after you.

And it kills me that one day,

My arm will break,

And you'll fall alone,

While I cry in the arms of My Love.

But I'm changing,

Taking a step back to evaluate on

What I still have,

And what I want to keep.

It's okay for me to let go.

There is to do,

Is to power through,

Because I've called for help out from beyond the void I'm falling in,

And no one answered.

I've lost my grip,

But next time I'll be stronger.

All I want

Is a little bit of attention.

Like an addict, I crave

One I can touch but not hold.

You're the sugar for my sweet tooth;

The reason for my decay.

I hate that when you threw a tantrum, everyone dropped everything to cater to you,

The poor boy who has been through so much.

There is no excuse for the way you treated me,

And I will not bend.

No matter what you call me,

No matter how much you try to manipulate,

I will fight back,

Because I won't play your childish games.

You complain people baby you?

Well suck it up, buttercup,

Because now that I see who you are,

I am never coming back.

You said you just wanted to be friends.

Now you're angry I'm moving on.

If you care that much, you should've kept me when you had me.

Now it's too late.

You chewed me up and spat me out because you didn't like the flavour.

Glad to know that it was only my looks that drew you in.

Sorry to disappoint when I opened my mouth;

I have never been one to live in a box.

I would have kept on living happily alone in my oblivious bubble until you said hello.

And now you're walking away.