The last conversation

Some things i don't want to know,
but some things i just have to hear.

the pain of listening,
out weighted only by the sadness this news brings to my heart.

your not even sorry!

your face tells me everything i need to know.
shes with you, isn't she?
"yer", you casually reply.

trying to keep calm, keep down the rising panic.
"when did this happen?" i ask, trying to sound strong, though I'm crumbling inside.

"gem, don't ask, you don't want to know."

but i do!
i need to know everything, every tiny painful thing, i need to understand.

did you think of me at all?
or did you sit and laugh at me.
lying in each others arms,
twisted together,
like your web of lies.

right now i cant control the tears.
anger rips through me,
tearing at my heart.
your words Peirce my skin,
forcing pain upon me.

everything you ever said to me,
every time you said "i love you"
were those just words, to cover what you'd done?

tell me, did you tell her secrets?
things you'd never say to me?
does she make you feel special?
like your meant to be!

did you set out to make a fool of me?
or is that just an added bonus.
you deserve this pain you've caused me!

i said id never leave you,
you swore the same.
i asked you what's up?
your reply; i love you too much to tell you.
well thats just a lie.

and now i know.
i found out by accident,
which hurts more.

you should tell your lady friend to keep her secrets safe.
not write them in a god - damn letter.

so this is the end of us,
our lives together... over.
our little world,
torn apart by your ability to remember which girl is yours.

i wonder if it really is your loss?
i guess so,
though I'm not sure.
by hey.. I'm free, your stuck here.
and always remember;
how you got them, is how you'll lose them!