I knew from the start
it was too good, too perfect
to ever be real.

I had been waiting
for you to test my limit,
find my breaking point.

In another life,
I was the lucky one who
couldn’t stop laughing.

I know how it feels
to live under a shadow,
just a step behind.

My bruises have healed
and you can’t see my scars, but
I’ll never forget.

I must be the one
who was born to break your heart,
and now is the time.

Take me to nowhere,
spin me around in circles,
and leave me behind.

It’s hard to explain;
my thoughts, like a hurricane,
can’t be organized.

I’ve come to learn that
what I am is not enough,
and it breaks my heart.

I ran out of steam.
After running for hours,
I fell at your feet.