My eyes started to fog,
After I told you,
That I love you.
I'd already drawn out what would happen,

You'd stare into my eyes
And leave me there to cry.
But the truth is that you didn't.
The truth is that it was you.

It was you that comforted me.
You held me close,
And kept me from falling.
But my mind already made up,
What it thought of you.
You were my imaginary pain.

I thought you broke my heart,
But I broke it myself.
My tears I made myself.
My imaginary pain,
I created myself.