The thought of you,
brings back tears
the thought of you not here,
just about kills me,
i think of all that we use to be
and how you changed so rapidly
how one second you loved me
then the next you didn't care
i just don't see
it leaves me in a rut,
so down , alone
the scars are beginning to show,
the blood is just beginning to flow
i sit and think,
of about all that we were,
and how ill never take you back,
not after all that crap
:(
