bliss.

i don't know if the bliss of our innocence is ever coming back,
i don't know if i'll ever have that same sparkle in my eyes again,
i love you, more then you know, but i don't know how to deal with this.
i always tell myself i'm over it, then i feel better, but that's temporary.
it's been a long time running, i should be over it by now.
i'm not sure if it's what you did that i can't let go of,
or rather the fact that you let yourself do it.

you let yourself fall for her, when you knew what you were already in.
you were with me, and we were supposed to be happy.
the first few weeks of a relationship are supposed to be bliss,
mine were hell. but i took them anyway, because i figured, maybe,
that you were worth it.

months are going by, and i'm still stuck in the same rut.
i'm over it mentally, but not emotionally, and it hits me,
at random times.

i want to be over it, truth is,
i'd rather pretend it never happened.

but everytime i look at you, and i know you looked at her,
with that sparkle in your eye, i cringe.

a part of me hates you for what you did to us.