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Façade

By Michelle 6/1/08

These bracelets annoy me as much as he does,
Sitting across from me,
Lying with the words he does not say,
Looking at me like I have not changed
And will fall again for his game.

But those months without him were my cure
As I sat alone,
Opening my eyes to the nothingness he has to offer,
Observing how he wanted all control
And willing to give him none.

I am no longer weak enough to fall again
And pine on my knees,
Chasing after his temporary presence,
Choosing the emptiness over loneliness
And willing there to be more.

I am smart enough to take control
And run the game,
Lending my presence but not myself,
Leaning away from the illusions he leads
And the will to settle.

I deserve more.

Dedicated to someone who has no clue that this is about him, and who never will.