Nothing is alot

Here with me but your not here I see Your actions are louder than any word. I wanted to be everything and everyone but me that was the truth but now it's faulty and absurd. After one then another and one more again I sat and I waited for all the come to an end. It only repeated and went on for your sin It never stopped it just continued to begin. Why I tolerated the things that you had done maybe I waited for the day the truth will come. I do not know I must have been bored or just plain dumb I wished I had learned to let go and walk away with none. You told me quite clearly that you loved me not nothing to mistake because it was a thing you had forgot. You left enough times spreading the illusion others sought and I learned that sometimes nothing is a lot