Placebo Poet

I can not leave and expect you to remain. I return from a place Far away And find your face has changed. Your nights are filled with laughter which is no longer mine. And maybe that hurts for a moment, But the reality is, It's fine. Sometimes I feel the sting, Of being left behind. But you weren't the one who disappeared. Or drew the fine line. I see you now, In the streets And we exchange a nod But only in passing As you laugh with your friends My memories have moved on. Now a new girl is by your side And I hold tightly to the sanity in my mind. And maybe one day, We'll be friends again. Or maybe one day we'll perfect the way we pretend That we never hurt each other And there's nothing there to mend. I wonder, Sometimes, If I should be sad, And mourn a thing We might have had, But the truth of the matter is, I just want us both to be glad. And that's a thing that didn't happen side by side So that's a thing I put out o...

She leans in close And over the din of voices, tells me "You're the happiest person I've ever known." And I fight to stop my eyes welling up As I wonder What in the world she's been shown. Who is it that she sees? A smiling face, sure But on bended knees Because I haven't felt like the happiest Since long before she's met me. Those introduced to me with the darkness that's grown Still see the light Despite the sadness to which I'm prone And what does that mean, That they insist on a different image seen? Those things don't align at all in my head And those things don't align at all while I'm lying in bed Tortured over who I was or who I might have been. "You're the happiest person I've ever known." But the sadness is there All mine to own. Is it lying then, to hear these words And hold my tongue? Is it lying then To le...