Fabrication

Dejectedly, I'll walk away
Forget about the little things
They only get in the way of my happiness

You look at me with that same hurtful face
Nose up in the air, so careless, so cunning
Never really cared, did you? Did you now?

The fabrication of a love forever
Lies they were and always will be
Your face the epitome of nothingness

Together we could have been something more
Than the emptiness that the air fills our lungs with
But you had shattered whatever was left
And trust was never an issue

You're fake.