Defused

Nothing lonelier on this planet than the idea of you

I abandoned in the wasteland so many moons ago.

Nothing harsher than what I said after thinking through:

“If one of us leaves, the broken one will still be you.”

But you kept swaying your fists at me in full speed,

Crashing porcelain promises, covering all the leads.

My back can take far worse, you can’t make me bleed.

Even with all the force, you can’t outrun my breed.

And you can no longer walk over me like you used to

When your spell was the only curse I would lose to.

Gather your tales and go tell someone else I used you.

There will come a time you will accept

You’re defused, too.