Toxic Love

A distorted image of love and letting go of someone you cared about more than you ever thought you could.

Your nostalgia and I'm afraid
The dominance holding my hand
My lies are torment
Enough to be bold
My yesterdays are still your home
Our lovely hands intertwined
our broken hearts filled with denial
Leading me on
I'm still out on my own
Falling behind
Still i'm trying to cry
For you and me we have become
Partial to our own disgust
As yesterday becomes my home
Moving towards tomorrow
And leaving us behind