He Lied.

All the tears will be wiped away...

Yet will fall until she let's go of what she can't...

Love endures when its allowed...

Why couldn't he endure it a little while longer?

He was the strong one, the foundation...

Yet weakness consumed him, then defeat...

How does a couch become solace for pain?

Why am I forever here...His cologne on the pillows...Blazer on the coffee table...?

Why did he do it? 

Why wasn't I  enough for His pain?

It was in his head, the dark space he said he filled with me...

I want to hate him, can I please?

Mt father once told me, "Look around you baby, you never know the quiet desperation of the ones that pass you by."

Why didn't he give it all to me?

He lied, his façade was real...even when he told me, how fragile he was, he never backed down. He lied.

Who knew he took those pills everyday of his life since he was 16, when he tried for the first time? I didn't.

Now the bottles are all empty, on the table looking at me.

Baby how could you have let me find you?

How could you have not cried on me?

You kissed me at 17, and said your life began that day...

You lied, you were already who you were and what you would become...

I filled the middle so you could at lest say you tried..

You didn't, you just lied.