Masquerade

Am I happy that you're back? Yes, I am.
                            Kind of.

Still upset that you've left for the first time.
     But who am I to judge? Just a nobody.

We were just passers by.
  A fleeting flash light at the cross road.
    I didn't want to know who am I to you.
      Preferred it that way.
  Drown within the confusion of melody.
        Let the music plays, as we continued our dance.

Blind folded, as I blend into the ambiance.
     Letting the experience floats.
             Was that the connection I've been waiting for?
     But as the melody fades, the music ends.
         The endless waltz has finally come to an end.
     You bid your good bye, as I watch you leave.

You and I, are of different worlds.
          You and I, are of different beings.
   From the optic I don, I see an angel.
        Of white fluffy wings and the innocence of a child.
   From the optic I don, I looked down at my hands.
        Brimming with fire, crackled, filled with scars and singe marks.
   Almost like the devil I am, the demon fed with hate.
          Fallen, is what they call them.

I didn't dare hold you back. Wanted you to fly.
 Up in the sky, as your limitless potential awaits.
       But now you're back from the heavens.
    My eyes filled with tears and rage.
 Why hath thou return to me.
    You watched with pity, with care.
        Golden eyes and gleaming halo.
   
I wish you've never left.
 But now you that did, I wish you hadn't return.
     Couldn't stand, couldn't bear.
 Simply not a second depart awaits.
        So I claw my eyes, and made self blind.
     Cracked the optics, and threw them away.
 Screams echoes in agony.
        And back to the inferno I go.
     In denial, I simply.
        Hated.
                To have to say the second good bye.