I used to rely on your presence

To put a glowing smile on my face
To wrap my heart in a blanket of warmth
To convince my mind all is well

An idiot is what they called me.

Amused by the one-sided glee of hope
By the denial of your misplaced affection
The way your eyes looked everywhere but mine

Now I rely on myself.

I have turned this lonely heart into a sanctuary
A shrine of self-love lives deep within
Your presence no longer needed

Funny how the hands of time have changed.
 

- A crush that never became
anything more,
then died out.