Cracks

I saw the way you looked at me,with loving eyes yet I'm still the one that feels like a monster. When all I do is talk to you with honesty but with every word I lose my integrity. The tears rolled down my face just as fast as yours did, and my heart sustained the same injuries as yours. But I'm still left wondering whether it was all my fault, whether it was just a chain of overreactions that made the cracks start to show.

I just wish we could be really happy again, like we always used to be. Seems like that's all just a memory now