It's not your fault he left,
Repeat after me,
"it is not your fault."
You loved him so fiercely, so wholly,
so deeply with every soul in your body.
You were kind and patient, remember that.
You were an unskilled Captain aboard a sinking ship.
You listened.
You stood in the corner.
You wore his battle scars on your body like paintings in a museum.
You tell yourself you weren't good enough.
Not funny enough,
not cute enough.
Maybe you should've kissed him once more,
That morning he went off to war.
And it hurts,
oh God! how it hurts
More than that time you ripped your hands open on broken metal
More than any other pretty boy has hurt you before.
To know that you gave every last piece of you to a soul
you swore was yours forever.
Only to pack up and leave so easily leave.
So you fall to the floor every night for a month.
And you drink too much and try to salvage a house that has burnt to the ground,
Elbows and knees covered in soot.
It's not your fault, love
Remember that.
Whilst some people marvel at a rainbow,
Others will only focus on the dirty, cold puddles at their feet.
Repeat after me,
"it is not your fault."
You loved him so fiercely, so wholly,
so deeply with every soul in your body.
You were kind and patient, remember that.
You were an unskilled Captain aboard a sinking ship.
You listened.
You stood in the corner.
You wore his battle scars on your body like paintings in a museum.
You tell yourself you weren't good enough.
Not funny enough,
not cute enough.
Maybe you should've kissed him once more,
That morning he went off to war.
And it hurts,
oh God! how it hurts
More than that time you ripped your hands open on broken metal
More than any other pretty boy has hurt you before.
To know that you gave every last piece of you to a soul
you swore was yours forever.
Only to pack up and leave so easily leave.
So you fall to the floor every night for a month.
And you drink too much and try to salvage a house that has burnt to the ground,
Elbows and knees covered in soot.
It's not your fault, love
Remember that.
Whilst some people marvel at a rainbow,
Others will only focus on the dirty, cold puddles at their feet.