I Knew Better

I grew fond of you.
Took everything I had and threw it on the table.
The rope between you and I, strong and tight.
I gathered myself. Named my mistakes "Forgotten Teachers".
Hesitant to even speak to you in a lie.
I watched the sun pass by. The trees bring life, while others go to die.
With that in mind. I truly thought...I knew better.
The shape of you. The laughs, the tears. It made me wonder if time was a mistake itself.
I found steps to take, some more brave than the other. With every breath, I learned to adjust.
Oh but the day. That one breathless, painfully, cruel pit of a day. You decided to walk away.
If I had done nothing. If I harmed nothing. If I was causing nothing, then why? Just goodbye.
Clouds rolled over. Mocking my blindness.
Covering up a message you sent to me.
Blissfully, you forged the pain in my heart.
Took everything I had, everything I wanted, shoved in the dark. Mother reassured. Father giggled. Brother ignored while sister fiddled.
Voices went quiet. Actions made progress. As my hands reached out. My mind spoke.
You knew better.
Believe me, I did. I knew when to stop. Yet that momentum, that push, that "one last chance".
Bitter end to shapeless romance.
I'll joke about you later. Maybe even cry over some Jack. Some say to take note. Some said pick and vote.
Yet if it's a story, end my chapter. Take my character right out of this book. Take all of what everyone seems to believe i am, and discard it, fished and hooked.
Give me all I own. Even the burdens too. I'll quietly leave. With all that I knew.