Sour Boy Pie

I once lifted my eyes
To see a great gap in the sky
There was a place for me
A path so clear and luminous
The ache faded away for a while--that dark and empty hole inside
But now it’s calling me back
And it’s begging to eat up all that was my light

I probably would have come to hate you
You probably would have gotten bored
I probably would have laid beside you, feeling all alone
I probably would have cried in the dark
While you were turned the other way
It wouldn’t have ended well, no not at all

The light was never yours, it was always my own
Reflecting off of you
I couldn’t see through
All the smoke to see you’re just my mirror
You saw just what you wanted to see
I didn’t really see you, all along it was me

Down, you hide
Down, inside
Behind a mask
There’s no need for truth
There’s no need for promises.
There’s no need for reasons why
There’s no need to say goodbye

I probably would have come to hate you
You probably would have gotten bored
I probably would have laid beside you, feeling all alone
I probably would have cried in the dark
While you were turned the other way
It wouldn’t have ended well, no not at all

(You never stole anything  of mine
I’ve had my slice of  sour boy pie
I’ve got my bottle of wine
The moon and I will be lovers tonight )