I hold you in a box

and All of the images of the man you presented yourself to be

I was falling in love

Drifting so deep into the sea of unknowns

And I didn’t even care what lie at the bottom…

Because for the first time in a long time, I was just so happy to be loved

You can make empty wishes and pretend to fulfill broken promises

And then maybe the lies could fill the void

But it’s the absence that kills me

The silence that slowly drives me insane

I am bound only by the restriction of being a woman.

Otherwise I’d tear into your skin

The pain of my disappointment

The vengeance of my wrath

The dominion of my strength

And not even death would save you.

There are so many words that build the empty space

All of which have gone unsaid.

In seven days, you swept me off of my feet

But by the time the sun rose on day eight

My heart was already broken

And I could never understand,

“Why play by the script, if the story wouldn’t end as written?”