You took me down and created a dream right before my eyes.
The type of dream you rather replay instead of seeing it end.
The visual changed and emotions became unbelievable.
I have been up; I’ve been higher; I’ve been low to the point I’ve been down.
All over you.
Each low I say I’m done with you with the expectations of seeing you hurt.
When you finally do and I say I hate you I regret what I have said and lose the balance of blaming you.
I can’t wait until I’m no longer hiding behind the lies I keep telling myself.
I just want to go back to the way things were.
Facing reality is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.
I have to explore a way to let it burn.
I think that’s a perfect metaphor for you and I.
Ashes to ashes; dust to dust
I finally have to shake this off.-HonestlyFrank