Love/Hate

I was there for you when you needed me the most.
Every one of your tears that I endured tore me apart, piece by piece…
But that’s okay.
It seemed as if your alcohol addiction was subsiding
With each word that slipped my tongue.
That was enough.
Enough to help you get on the right path…
Enough to bring your smile back…
Enough for you to enjoy life in its finest essence…
Enough for you to leave me behind…
I was, am, and always will be “that guy” who gave you good advice,
And, of course, never the man that you fell in love with.
You will always appreciate me,
And I will always love you…

You are so beautifully innocent,
Yet you are destroying me
Day by day,
Hour by hour,
Minute by minute,
And second by second.
How in the fuck am I supposed to deal with this situation?
Yeah, sure, I am glad that you are good and well,
But I can hardly sleep at night.
Do you know how hard it is for me to wake up every morning
And start my fucking day?
Sometimes I forget that you know exactly how it feels to be
In my position.
The only difference is
That I was there for you,
And you can’t be there for me…