Closure

I really hope she makes him happy.
[the little bitch]
haha...
no, really.



I always loved your solitude,
and how you stood apart,
aloof and so untouchable,
a wondrous work of art,
a knight in shining armor,
so strong and oh-so-stoic
hair and poise so perfect,
posing so heroic.

But you forgot your costume,
left it lying on my floor,
like the sparkling lies you sold me,
even as I begged for more,
as I ate up every word--
so much candy made me ill.
Superman, you've done me in...
but it was worth the thrill.

And now the ride is over,
now the wind has left our sails;
no more sugar-coated, starry-eyed
belief in fairytales.
You got your prize, but silver
wasn't good enough for you.
So go ahead and go for gold,
I'll break out the superglue

and piece me back together,
and climb back on that wall
and wait until my next prince charming
comes and makes me fall.
Yes, humpty-dumpty little me,
already back to living.
Just fine and dandy, peachy-keen...
I was always bad at fibbing.

Alright, you broke my heart,
ripped it out, still warm and beating,
and ate it right in front of me,
while I just sat there, bleeding,
and saying how I loved you,
how you shimmer in the light.
You took me in completely,
and I went without a fight.

But I'm not a rookie,
and you know you weren't my first.
You were an oasis,
and for a moment, quenched my thirst.
But I must travel onward,
my journey isn't finished.
And even though I'll miss you,
my light is not diminished.