Hurting isn't the word
nor is it love that i feel
its not pain that i endure
or the tears that i conceal
memories aren't what i miss
not your face in my dreams
its not what you think it is - -
not at all what it seems
its not your voice i long to hear
your taste -- your touch
it wasn't you who left me here
you didn't hurt me all that much
you just took my heart within your hands
it slipped - - you watched it fall
you stared at the pieces - - and swept them aside
as if they meant nothing at all
you just took every ounce of love i had
my arms open in embrace
you slowly drained me of all my happiness
and put pain into its place
you just stripped me of my dignity
left me with no pride
you stole from me all these things
only to leave emptiness inside
you just spoke of better days
but those days just never came
you just said it would take time
but it neva did feel the same
you just put my dreams upon a star
and placed it in the sky
you stared up from below- - but never reached
you never really did try
Ive spoke of this a million times
said it in so many ways
sometimes i cant help but miss you
and i hate you other days
you have hurt me -- theres no doubt
this is over -- that is true
i pray -- one day -- ill be okay
still i say it isn't you.
