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Faulty Traffic Lights
<p>It’s strange, isn’t it,</p><p>how we hand people the power to wound us,</p><p>yet the blade often sits in our own hands.</p><p><br/></p><p>If I let you hurt me,</p><p>wasn’t it really me</p><p>hurting myself?</p><p>It’s messy… tangled…</p><p>but in the end, the fault is mine.</p><p><br/></p><p>I should’ve spoken,</p><p>should’ve met your eyes and confessed—</p><p>I love you.</p><p>But instead, I hid behind laughter,</p><p>masking truth with jokes like,</p><p>“Let me go before your boo finds me.”</p><p><br/></p><p>And you—</p><p>you played the game too.</p><p>“Hold my hand,” you’d whisper,</p><p>and I did.</p><p>“Let’s get ice cream,”</p><p>you’d steal bites of my food and run away,</p><p>leaving trails of green lights—</p><p>but they flickered on a faulty post.</p><p>Green glowing,</p><p>yet red and yellow flashing beneath.</p><p><br/></p><p>I wanted green so badly</p><p>I blinded myself to red.</p><p>You didn’t toy with my heart—</p><p>I did.</p><p>You never lied to me—</p><p>I lied to myself.</p><p><br/></p><p>I never asked what you truly felt,</p><p>I only painted the answer I craved.</p><p>When desire is strong enough,</p><p>you start seeing phantoms—</p><p>love where none exists.</p><p><br/></p><p>Red light. Green light.</p><p>I chose the color I wanted,</p><p>and so the fault is not yours.</p><p>It was mine,</p><p>all mine.</p><p><br/></p>
Faulty Traffic Lights
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