When I told you how I felt I gave you every ounce of my being.
I didn’t tell you however, how long this has been going on
or how much I care.
I let that destroy me from the inside
with a stagnant facade around you.
I didn’t let it show so you had no
idea.
I never told you everything because it would
ruin everything.
In protecting what we had
I muted that
existence and those hopeful thoughts.
It didn’t make things any better, because
here I am stunned by your oblivion,
when I am at fault for your innocence.
It didn’t phase you, but it broke me.