Infected

It's funny now I think about it,
Without blindness I can see.
I never really gave you shit,
You just got the best of me.

You spread to my heart,
Just like a disease.
I let you tear my a part,
And make me fall to my knees.

I know I'm not weak,
But neither am I strong.
All that's done I cannot speak,
But what was done was wrong.

How could I let myself
Be so easily deceived?
Shouldn't one not love himself?
But no, I believed.

I trusted you with all I had,
Even the benefit of the doubt.
Everyday I felt more sad.
Now I wonder what it was about.

You lifted me too high,
It's from there I fell.
I had no time to ask why,
I was sent straight toward hell.

You really knew who I was,
And I thought I knew you too.
And now it's all my fault because
There was nothing I could do.