When Your Dreams Came True

When your dreams came true, it wasn't because I gave them to you. No, you were a glow in the night, a proper talent with romance and a fight. You stole it all from me, but in return, my heart you seek. I won't drown in your painful artistry. A lie from which you played me, now I seek an eternity. You thrive with the chaos you sow, little liar, perfect at which you throw. I didn't give you anything to speak of outloud. But you surely never were around. You found her whilst I nourshed your soul, saved you from drowning, just so you could use my offered hand to shove me down, like a vagrant in a cloud. I'm not dazed, and surely not confused. But once again, you've refused to see, but your dreams came true, and you didn't need me, alas, how true this always rang. Destruction, your timing unimpared, by the wrought you've brung upon my heart. When your dreams came true, my love, it wasn't because I gave them to you.