What we had was so carefree like a Sunday
morning, so natural as the summer breeze,
so sudden as the smell of sea salt in the air
The only problem was that I wasn’t me.
You took away my breath and worries in
a single heartbeat and I let go of everything
because it was easy, for once something was easy.
We were opposites that weren’t supposed to attract.
Too much dark of a different kind can’t create light.
When I was with you people could finally see
what I didn’t want and who I never could be.
It doesn’t hurt anymore that you didn’t really love me
because the person I was with you wasn’t me, wasn’t even real.