Toad-In-The-Hole.

The end passed us long ago
yet with my remote controlled mind
I preferred to pause and rewind
watching memories of you when you needed my presence.
Your wrecklessness gave me a sense of worth.
Co-dependant versus anti-social
A concoction more lethal than Absinthe.
This hangover has been repetitively
cured by your "hair of the dog."
I told you back then I wasn't the "only one."
I just didn't think you would see that.
"The past is the past"you remind me each day,
your memories faded while mine tend to stay.
What possessed you to fool me?
Why make me believe?
To isolate me while you lie and deceive?
Like a small boy with a sharp stick
torturing toads for fun.
I mouse,you cat
pawing,clawing to your glee.
Now I'm no longer me.
Then you told me so "matter of factly"
I just want you to be you again.