Breaking, shaking, crumbling, my being is falling apart.
I’m dying slowly from this pain. I’m crumbling like a hollow pillar.
How could you put this much weight on me?
I wasn’t kidding when I said that I won’t ever love again.
You’ve left a gaping hole in my chest.
The spot where my heart used to reside, the place that is now empty.
The section that is void of all emotion.
I know you took it with you, the day you realized it was broken.
I watched you slide it into your pocket, as if you were going to fix it and then you might give it back to me.
But when you walked away, I knew I’d never have it again…
I’ll always have the memories, I’ll always know that at one time, there was something there… Something more than the painful thoughts.
I’ll remember the times when you called this “love”
And I’ll never forget that I always called it “murder”
I guess we’ve always seen things differently.
All I ever wanted was to feel your happiness,
but also feel every ounce of your pain.
You wanted me for reasons still unknown.
But you swore you had good intentions.
Only the best, I’m sure.
Until you really left, you finally walked away.
“Promises are made to be broken”
I guess I understand now, I’ll never believe in promises.
I’m much too old for that.
But you, someday you will need this.
Someday, you’ll realize what we had.
And someday, you might even want me back…But I can’t, I can’t keep letting you
make me pay for their mistakes.
I can’t keep letting you turn me into every other girl.
