Noise

How was I supposed to feel, 

Finding out it wasn't real?

You expected me not to break, 

When I found out it was all fake. 

I would love to hate you, 

Because it is easier to be angry than broken.

Because when I am broken, and you're blameless,

I feel loneliness like never before. 

Every flaw and insecurity I have is amplified,

It is so so loud in here.

I try to pinpoint the reason why you no longer feel love when looking at me, 

But I am just hurting myself even more.

Because what hurts the most

Isn't losing you, 

But realising that

I've lost myself.