You never deserved a heart as broken as mine.
I prayed for something to put back the pieces he selfishly took.
I gave in hours to you.
Hour of my day, and days of my life.
My life has no purpose until I met you.
You made me smile, but at the end of the day,
I was crying myself to sleep.
Suicide is something too serious to touch.
And with you on my mind, never would it be a thought.
But as each day went by, each time you ignored my call,
I saw what I never thought would come up.
You stopped asking how I was.
Nothing matter, as long as you were happy.
You tore everything we had.
I don't regret anything I have said to you,
because I meant every one.
What I do regret, is believing anything you said.
Bullshit is not only your middle name.
It's what you live off of.
I kept every promise, close to my heart, next to you.
I don't know why I deserve this.
I can't believe the one person that could put me back together,
is the same person, who tore me apart.
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