Blind Sided

According to you, We are perfect. But to me we are falling pieces of glass, Smashed with a fist of disillusion images. Waking us up to a hatred for this life we lead. Knowing we are both in above our heads. Maybe we could be ok or safe. I watch everything slip away into a sea of bleakness. I try not to find fault but your face is all I see when I try to walk away. Feeling that our love is blown away. As if all we got is this season of regrets. I try not to look back, feeling that the simple shouldn’t be hard. How I wasted my love for you. Misunderstanding and resentments sink our bridge of hope. Telling myself today could be the start of something beautiful. This a battle with one last draw. You thinking we would be fine as all these years pass by. I told you so many times about this belated heartbreak. Only getting blindsided by you every time. So I back down and go downtown to my pub of tears. Drowning in fears. This is my fallout of our future, as I sink eight feet deep.