.
I haven't had any thoughts
Not of them, not of you.
All I've had are lies...
Like the one I just told.
.
I wonder, of us two,
who is actually trapped?
I walk free, waste away freely,
no man tells me not to,
.
you... what do you do?
do you sit in your cell
staring blindly at the wall?
I sometimes think to...
.
But I don't. I don't want to know,
You think of me? I don't care.
Do I never cross your mind?
I'm scared to find out.
.
(it would hurt more than
both her loss and yours,
and the wasted years,
and the taste of your absence
in my tongue, my mind)
.
I won't find out for myself, so
please, if ever you felt for me:
Lie. Tell me all you thought,
while the song of metal to you
was forbidden, was of me,
.
of my eyes bright (as they
always were) gazing at you,
of my breath on your cheek,
of my hands in your hair,
.
tell me you missed the brush
of my hand, my mind,
against yours, the shape of
my body in your arms,
the weight of my foolishness...
.
Lie, as you know so well to,
you see, there are benefits
to being a mere mortal
(and i know how you hate them so)
such as believing
whatever you want me to
.
Lie, lie as you've never lied before,
don't I deserve your finest untruths?
.
And then, break my heart.
Break it better than you ever did before.
smash it, crush it, pulverize it,
as if it were silver, pliable in your hands,
.
(it always was)
.
Break it that i may hate you freely,
as i wish i could right now.
Break it thoroughly, that it stays broken,
and can never love you again.
.
(can you do that?
it's a tall order,
consider it a dare)
.
but your gaze is soft,
your lies are too real
and you say:
"No, I'm not lying.
I won't break you again."
.
Then don't! lie to me
for the rest of your life!
follow me, and whisper
"I won't leave you"
at the back of my neck.
.
take my hand, keep it,
forever, for as long as you can
continue to lie through your teeth.
.
Maybe, one day,
I'll believe you.
Maybe, in time,
all of your lies
will become truths.
.