Just as I predicted

I threw you my heart.
You let it drop.
It laid on the ground beating.

I danced and balanced along
The Thin Line Between Love and Hate
And landed on my feet

Time and distance did their thing
Easing pain and giving perspective
Tonight, I felt Nothing.

But, that may be a lie
a self-survival technique
there is still a tiny part of the moon peeking from behind the clouds

Never say "never"
I can't seem to shut the door
I keep looking out the window

I still don't know what I hope to find
I still don't know what room I stand in
I still dance alone along that Thin Line

Nothing comes easy.