The Nectar of Pain

If you forget me,
and I forget me,
who will remember
myself back to
me?

You will either be the best thing
that ever happened to me
or the worst mistake I ever made.
But what I know for now is this:
You leaving hurts like death,
but I owe it to myself to
not hold on
to what let go of me.
So today, my love,
I say my goodbye to you
too.

He never loved you, but he loved
the reflection of the man he saw in your eyes.

These mountains that you are
carrying,
you were only supposed to
climb.

I did not understand how
my love
for you
could have hurt you

I always believed that pain cleanses your soul as rain cleanses the earth.

Like a bird with broken wings,
I stood in front of you,
and I said to you:
I cannot let you go
because I am so uninterested in a reality without you.

The love of no man
could fulfill the love
that you need to give yourself.

You just loved being the queen.
You loved being the sun.
You loved being the woman behind a great man.
You never loved him.
You loved having something to give.
Someone to fix. Someone to please.
You see, in love, you don’t get what you want.
You get what you think you get.
Once upon a mistake
Once upon a mistake,
I loved you and you loved me.

He only loved your love and the way you loved him.
You made him king, but there was no kingdom to rule.
You put suns in his sky, but the night was his home.
You made him a knight, but there were no battles to fight.
He never loved you, but he loved
the reflection of the man he saw in your eyes.
But listen to me, my friend.
You never loved him either.