You used to stand by my side,
you used to care about me, some what.
maybe?
did i change from how i was.
or is she better.
when we met,
you where part of my heart.
and now,
the part you took,
is ripped out.
and you gave it to her,
so now I'm broken.
laying her.
i feel so somber,
but in my mind.
i still feel love.
why is that?
why can't i pick...
if i have love or not...
because if i could,
my life
would feel alright...
and i feel numb again,
no longer the pain.
and then everything,
would be better.
life would be better.
the less the better,
that way whats left of my heart,
is mine.
not for you're next girl.
