The truth is being bent

Appreciate the moment
I have that,
Strangest urge,
The divergent, surface,
That I yield,
The fielded, urgent,
Broken pieces,
That, I'm being heard.

Wording out,
Intelligence,
The truth is, surely
Being bent.
But, then it always was.

I tell you, it's because,
I wanted all the best, for her,
And I could be all
that she wanted.
The one that leaves,
Just never tells you,
That they wanted,
You to not just be yourself,
Well not the real self,
Not that one.
But, the one they wanted,
The one, they thought, you were:
The rock-star.
Not, the one, inside him,
Not the one who now hides,
There, behind him,
You knew, you wrote,
This verse, yourself,
The one, you let,
Take all, your life,
The one who left you,
And detests
the truth behind,
The way you left,
And how you, now,
Have passed the test,
And all that I have left behind,
The best, of best, of other times,

I just don't want to,
Let you go,
I love you, now,
You'll never know,
How much, I love,
She'll never know,
I just, don't want to,
Let her go.