Breaking You

I walked in with my arm around her waist,

Of course, it was for you to see;

You left me, or say let me go in a haste,

For once didn’t ask, what was it that I feel.

You are alone but I can spot some trying eyes,

I am the crowd’s man, but its you who I’m seeking;

I don’t see you approaching like other old guys,

But am sure, from some dark corner you’re peaking.

I try to keep my eyes on her, but god it’s hard,

You’ve worn my favorite red dress;

She’s holding my hand in a way so lard,

But you know how my buttons are to be pressed.

She calls me towards you to introduce you both,

Oh, I can feel my heart beat in my throat;

Ask me how dreadfully this sight, I loathe,

I cannot look you in the eyes, or I’ll explode.

I can see you fake a laugh at her jokes,

And I know it very well, you don’t find her funny;

I know me taking her hand, makes you choke,

My weather, all of a sudden, turns to cloudy from sunny.

You say you have a call and need a moment,

But I know it was an excuse to get away;

I climbed the stage but it was such a torment,

Without you near, the piano wasn’t worth the play.

I sung the roughest song I ever wrote,

I was looking at her, but I was trying to find you;

Last year it was you, the song was meant for,

This time it barely carries any value.

You were sitting in the yard, on a misty and crooked swing,

My heart broke in a million pieces, seeing you like that;

I remember coffee and fireplace and us laughing,

What went wrong? How did it all turn to ash?

I did my best to hold my sliding tear,

I tried to apologize for the first time in my life;

But you refused and stepped back in fear,

As if my hand felt like the sharpest knife.

I saw you getting up, I saw you going away,

Yet once again, like you did some time ago;

I know I hurt you since the very first day,

We could have worked it out but you rather let it go.

I watch you leave and sit in your car,

I felt blood heating my veins, but I knew I lost;

This was me breaking you the worst so far,

But I’ll forever ask myself, “At what cost?”