Illusionist

Like fire lightens the dark, and also burns what's not
We fell for each other like the last rain drop
Water consumes the dying, but also drowns what's not
A bond between an Illusionist and the delusion 'til it stopped

The only ever-after we had was the present
The hypocritical thing about end, was that it never ends
A relationship between never and foreverness
Unuttered words, a lot to say but no way to express

Loneliness felt more accompanying than any other presence
When I was coaxed into being left instead of leaving
My choices, always on the left side of the what-if, in grievance
And what I felt the most was no feelings

Infatuated with the idea of the beautiful hallucination
The reality was merely a matter of more confusion
A relationship between compromise and contradiction
Unlike characters, the antagonist were the plotline and actions