For Me, Not You

For someone so obsessed with himself,

I still found you devastatingly charming.

I still can’t quit asking myself,

“Why didn’t I find that alarming?”

You doomed us from the start,

blamed me for all of your distrust.

It’s no surprise we fell apart,

we were built on dying star dust.

I thought you could see me,

but blind you were after all.

Maybe we had love in the sea,

though we quickly withered in the fall.

I have scars on my wrist

they still hurt to the touch.

It reminds me of the stories you twist,

but you have lost your crutch.

You made me question my reality

and still I pulled you nearer.

Claimed I lived in duality…

Have you tried looking into a mirror?

Memories turn to nightmares-

I will remember you like this.

All the sleepless nights of the tears,

I guess that’s love with a narcissist?

To you I express this wordlessly,

And god knows it will haunt me:

I will love you endlessly,

yet I thank you for setting me free.