And yes, I know it's hard.
To be torn apart.
To see your heart in pieces, falling to the floor.
To see the light shining from the door.
To need to get away.
But you don't know what to say.
Because through pain and hurt, you love them.
And yes I know it hurts.
To be treated like you're dirt.
That's how you treated me.
Darling, can't you see?
That you caused me the same pain.
As she is causing you.
How could you be so vein?
To not see what you do.
I love you so much, but you're soundlessly hurt.
There a hole in your heart, bleeding through your shirt.
It would be rude to say it makes me laugh.
So I won't say, I'll just think it on your behalf.
I love you still, more each day.
But now my love, there's no more to say.
