Although it hurts to know
that people chose him easily over me
I know the scary truth and of course
So does he
The problem was, he hid it well
So the addict was the person they all knew
But everyone forgot that it was I who knew him best
I guess that made it easier for me to believe in what I knew unfortunately was true.
In my total devestation, I had to realize the scary ugly truth
This man I’d planned my life with
The one I thought that I could change
Had one true love he cherished and sadly that’s not me.
It’s a race to save his image
A life that was never anything
But fake
I’m the one he’ll sacrifice
It’s more than my heart he’s
Willing to break
He’s never quite come to realize
That I’ve never been a threat
Instead he’s focused more on hiding
The person that he is
Keeping me a stranger so
So close but still unmet.
I’ve carried all his guilt, struggled
Beneath his shame
Willing to throw me in the mud
To protect the addiction that he loves
doing what it takes to keep his good respected name
The day it is approaching, where you all will know that I was right
The thought brings no enjoyment it’s like walking blindly into the night
My only wish sincerely is that this time he won’t give up
I know It isn’t something
That I’ll ever get to see
Instead of saving him
This time, I’m going to do my best to save a broken me.
But