From his song to mine.

He won't know of the pain that never ceases,
He wrote a song about it and that could have been his release.
You are, to me, my biggest pain,
And my greatest prize.
Only not mine.
Never mine.

If you were someone else's once,
I knew not to desire, only love.
A mortal, in bad faith,
I broke the only promise I made,
I couldn't help but Want,
I run away now.
There's nothing left to save.

What do you really want to feel?
My pain? To convince yourself of the reasons I left?
You  gave me four.
I counted them on the fingers you held once.
So tightly.
And then left.

Were you ever mine?
Did you ever want to be?
I could have never come before him.
I never really figured in.
And he never figured it out.
I'm glad for that gave you peace.
Took all of mine.

My love shall be buried.
With my whims and your touch.
Your words, they are of the universe.
They belonged to my delusions and your faithfulness.
I hope you know your desires better than mine.

Of the two, now there's just one.
Your heart shall know and mourn.
Someday, we'll clink our glasses,
To odd loves and monumental pauses,
Not today.
So, cheers darling.