Fool Me Once…
I swore that the first time you broke my heart would be the last,
Yet here I am trying to find the words to defeat this loneliness,
That follows me again as I try to give up on the thought of you.
You tried to give me hope where you knew none existed,
that’s what cuts the deepest, the feeling of chasing a ghost.
Some ethereal nothingness that you somehow gave life to,
Feigning just the right amount of affection to keep me hooked,
Planting words like seedlings that spread their roots,
From my heart to my fingertips like a fatal ventriloquist.
But your veil could never last forever if it faced resistance.
I started to question the smoke you’d cast over my doubts,
Massaging them with promises you never meant to keep,
Until I wrenched myself from the grip of your influence.
Still, I sit here not vindicated but somehow feeling guilty,
Because I should have known where this road was going,
I knew all of the signs and cautions along the way,
Yet I still thought I was strong enough to break through
To what I thought was the real you.