Misunderstood Me.

I thought he really loved me...
now I think they're right.
He probably just used me
as a shelter from his own plight.
I know that when he thinks of me
He may never realise
the doom lying behind my eyes.

I told him that I loved him,
would have given him forever.
Can I not count on his love
for being of fair weather?
He must have only loved me
for the things I would do
rather than for the unique soul
that always tried to shine through.

I could not account for the lies,
nor of the things he's tried to hide.
I believe now I was misunderstood,
or that I simply misunderstood him.

From this everyone has come to expect,
that I'm karmas' retribution...
and lifes' reject...