Nothing Left

It could have been so simple,
those days and nights of loving you;
but loyalty and netted pay
got in the way of utter ecstasy.
For you acted on your blind beliefs,
ignoring all you felt as true;
lying then, to cover over
feelings of your own destruction.
How can you call this love...?

The lies have been discovered now;
you ran away from everything
that seemed to bring you pain,
right back into the arms of pain itself.
Now you scream as all our dreams
melt back in upon themselves
only to find that at the core
of decisions that you left me for
there’s really, truly nothing left at all...

? Michaelette ?

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