you built a castle together
it wasn't perfect, but it was yours
you danced, hand in hand, through it's halls
you sat next to each other in its thrones
one day you came home
to find a tower tumbled to the ground
shattered to its foundation
its brick thrown all around
you swore that you forgave her
although she didn't seem too worried
you promised it could be rebuilt
although you never would
one day you came home
and heard her laughing in the halls
she was walking with someone else
when you were mad, she told you you were being ridiculous
you swore that you'd forget it
but she'd already moved on
she asked about the tower you had yet to fix
she asked what was taking you so long
one day you came home
and could see her tearing down an entire wall
you shouted for her to stop
but she was mesmerized by the fall
you told her it was an accident
there was no blame to place
as you looked around
thought there was no way she'd do all this on purpose
but still the halls are quiet
you spend each dinner inside your head
and each night as you lay to sleep
you migrate to the other side of the bed
one day she said spoke of a trip
one that would take her months
you cried and told her that you'd miss her
but inside your heart was still
for months you sat alone
heard his echo in your halls
felt the cold chill on your skin
let in through the broken wall
the tower was still torn down
everything broken had stayed the same
you wondered as she traveled
if she spoke of him, if she ever used your name
finally, she returned
apologetic and ready to be true
she begged for your forgiveness
it was the least you could do
so you built back up the tower
you patched together the wall
you added locks to all the doors
but knew it would never be the same
so you stayed inside
a forced smile on your face
if this was all you wanted
why did you feel this way?
three months then crawled by
you knew she felt the same
the castle held more than the two of you
it also housed the blame
the relationship turned to competition
of who could last the longest
it came to a boiling point
on night in the middle of august
you awoke to find yourself
covered in her blood
you knew this was inevitable
for those who couldn't let go of love
you buried her in the back
marked her grave "the one who just couldn't stay true"
you knew you didn't have to
but it was the least that you could do.