I loved you and I thought you loved me, but I just simply refused to see. My eyes deceived me, my feelings made me blind, you were always evil, never once were you kind. You took me for granted, you played with my heart, and you didn't even flinch when you tore it apart. You made me hate myself so much, you killed me more and more with every single touch. You sang me a lullaby with words so fake, I didn't even feel like I wasn't awake. But I figured you out, I finally awoke, but only right after my heart finally broke. It was full of cracks, and the cracks did spread, but don't you worry, I have a needle and thread. So I picked up the pieces and sewed them back into one, because you see, my story is far from being done...
