You felt safe, unlike every hug I'd ever had,
Like birthday balloons and friends, you hid the bad,
You were the warm ocean breeze at night,
Every firework, star, and northern light,
To me you were awe and inspiration,
Every love story of every fiction,
You melted me with just a glance,
Tiny iterations, personality and romance,
I had to realize what you really meant to me,
Love for me to see, a sea in your company,
Then like a match blown out,
Like running bulls, and a mans shout,
I realized quickly what you did, you see,
I was something fun, not any ancient revelry,
I was the clown of the court,
A jester for the royal sort,
While I dreamed of marrying the royal,
I was but a spring in some toy foil,
Easily discarded without second thought,
Like something you throw away after bought,
There was no romance, no glance, and no heart,
Just companionship, or whatever you do with broken art,
Where I gave compassion, and took no note of wrongs,
You were taking me string up the lawn,
You had no intention, No wanting,
Just fun for awhile to leave me haunting,
And damn this haunted house is cold.