Pretending

Disappear, but not from view, just from what we have built that has now run eschew.
You tear at me at me and bear on me while our memories prefer to wear at me.
I see nothing more than the embodiment of a dissonant reality where you weren't mad at me
and I wasn't sad to be dealing with problems I no longer need to carry on my back that aches from losing you,
while being forced to sit in a room with you, pretending that I never knew the real you.
And I wish I could say I don't share the blame for these games but I must trust that this was a learning experience
and I will grow to show that this bettered me as a person.
As always, yes, I am at fault as well, but I can tell that you fell very short, just as I .
And the sky tells me that enduring a storm of gray tends to make the day waste away
but when the storm clears, so does your head.
And when I'm dead, hopefully I'll be able to look back and relax on the fact that I was the bigger person.
And even when my life begins to worsen, I will remain comfortable in my assertion that most people aren't
meant to stay forever.
So when others pass through my life, witnessing my strife, I will keep in mind that time is no friend of mine
and people are temporary, but everlasting in my mind.