CorinaWrites

I lied to myself, so you wouldn’t have to
I led myself on, and you didn’t have a clue
You should be happy with this hand that I’ve dealt
You should be thankful for what you never felt
Sure, my heart is breaking
From all you never said
And yes, I’m cold and lonely
Without you in my bed
But it’s a cross I chose to bear
A burden I gladly carried
It’s a mask I chose to wear
A deception deeply buried
Once I shed that falsified layer
And brushed the stardust from my eyes
I had to accept that you never cared
It’s the only way that I could survive