Dancing, On the Line

I remember our first time
How good it felt to be in your arms
You were in the wrong place
But I just had to know
One last time if you were really here for me
You said all of the right things
Touched my body like you already knew what it took to give it to me
I just wanted all of you
Promises you made, as if you'd planned on keeping
You even fixed your lips to say "love"
And infatuated I became
I didn't believe you
I never believe anyone
I tried to be what you wanted
How you wanted
Moved like you wanted
And still it wasn't enough to keep you
I've constantly found myself
In this position
Dancing on a line between the truth and a lie
Hoping I'd find a true love
Or at least the truth
Yet still I'm dancing
Hoping to find what's real
Now that everything has fallen to pieces
I want to see what manifests from the shattered glass
There is no resolve
And I am in the process of "to be continued"...