If no one sees us fall, do we still break?

I grew tired of the lies
So I built this city of cardboard
And played hide and seek.

Or maybe it was tag.
I call shotgun.
I get to be the fugitive first.
Then it can be your turn.

Wait.
Stop.
This isn't right.

You are not Anubis.
You do not get to decide my worth.
And I am not Christ.
I do not get to judge you.

Did Lucifer fall
Or did he trip?

Yes.
There's a difference.

We're paradoxical,
You and I.
Like killing trees
To discover how long they have lived.
We'll destroy each other
To discover how strong we are.

Kiss me.
Like a mother.
Like a lover.
Tender.

Hurt me.
Like a mother.
Like a lover.
Tender.

Tell me you are trying to help.
More lies.
But they are not for me.

I'll tell you the same.
One more lie.
But it is not for your benefit.

We're falling,
You and me,
Like lonely trees in a forest
With no one to hear them.

Or maybe we've tripped,
A tangle of limbs.

Because yes,
There is a difference.
(It's all in the landing.)