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Remember when you first met him? He blew you away.
He seemed so interesting, had so much to say.
He found your smile and your soft spot Drew you right in,
And you didn’t think twice About letting romance begin.
Falling in love was easy, and you seemed so sure,
cos it seemed nothing could happen that you’re love wouldn’t cure.
Remember trips to the cinema, the zoo and plays,
and hand in hand walks on those long summer days.
He’d surprise and tantalise you, take your breath away.
And when you’d asked ‘will you love me forever?’
He said ‘for forever and a day.’ You were whole when you hugged him;
he took away your fears, Everything would be fine
as long as he was near. Every time you’d see him,
you’d get that little rush, wanna drown him in kisses,
always yearned for his touch. Remember when you lived for those moments?
of any time you would share. You’d turn your back on the world for him
and hardly even care. And you thought he was an answer
thought with him, you’d be complete. You thought the sun shone from his ***,
and said so to everyone you’d meet. Of his stupidest excuses,
you’d try to make sense, And if anyone whispered a WORD against him,
you’d jump to his defence. You’d swear to the world,
You were so deeply in love, And talk of your sex life, with the words:
‘I just can’t get enough.’ And all the while,
in the back of your mind, you knew there was the saying
that ‘true love was blind’. But you thought that referred,
to skin colour or size, and unwittingly didn’t notice
what was right before your eyes: See,
‘Love is blind’ indeed, to all descriptive names,
but it’s also blind to illusionists, and the ways that they change.
…………. You thought it was perfect;
couldn’t go wrong ANYHOW. but if you knew what was coming,
You would have got out about now. Cos then came that moment.
Exactly when, you can’t tell… When the illusionist had you,
completely under his spell. Friends tried to warn you,
But you disagreed, Cos you were so deep in the forest,
You couldn’t see the wood for the trees.
Any time he’d call, You’d run off to him,
For cheap shots and put downs And more rounds of arguing.
Soon you were putting up with crap, Because you thought 'he' was the one,
And you started to bend over backwards… And it went on
and on… And on… …and on…
…………… ACT 2
Little things would annoy him, and he became harsher,
and then to try to please him YOU JUST TRIED HARDER!
Shifted to his every whim hung on every letter of every word…
complied, or tried, to all he asked, so absurd.
and you’d give, and you’d give til you we’re completely drained.
you couldn’t for the life of you see why things had changed.
It started to get you down, You wondered how you’d cope.
You lived off the memories and all you had to go on was hope.
You sat by yourself wondering ‘what else you can i do?’
I KNOW that I love him, but I can’t get it through.’
You’d always be arguing, because he’d pick on little things,
you tried to calm it all down… but he tried make mountains out of mole hills.
It was always your fault, (according to him)
and you just wanted things ‘to be how it was
not like the mess that we're in.' and then something had to happen,
something had to give. either you got the courage to walk…
or broken heartedly, watched him leave.
ACT 3 Nowadays....
In starting new relationships, you’re always on your guard,
afraid to love again, because he made love so hard.
You may swear yourself off men But that wouldn’t be fair…
Because there’s also a good soul For every illusionist that’s out there.
See, Ask an illusionist: ‘what’d make you happy?’
You’d get no response. Cause, the illusionist is a fool,
He doesn’t know what he wants. And trust me, the time will come,
When he’ll one day rue, All that he did,
And all he put you through. So, let him go on his way
Trying to fool someone else, Because the illusionist is a loser….
Too messed up… …to see…
…He’s also tricking himself.