I wanted someone to show me they cared,
to tell me how much they loved me.
I needed more than my parents and brother,
to tell me that I matter.
When they weren't there to tell me they cared,
my world was dark and lonely.
I met a guy and he told me he loved me,
and so I would follow his every word.
I ended up being hurt,
and now my heart is shattered.
I am waiting for someone to help,
to glue it back together.
If they can get through this wall that I've built,
I would open my heart even further.
I loved that guy who hurt me so much,
and to this day I think about him.
He told me that he loved me,
and I trusted him in that.
I didn't believe my best friend when she said,
he cheats on you behind your back,
with two other girls!
Then I started to realize what she said and asked him to his face,
he replied with a simple "yes"
and I wanted to knock him flat.
I screamed at him that day after,
"You are a f**king a$$ hole!"
yet he was too stupid to understand,
that now I hated and wished him dead.
How could he hurt me just like that?
How could he leave me so sad?
How could he shatter my rock-solid heart?
Why did he even matter?
I to this day don't understand,
what had taken place.
But now we are enemies with cold and hating eyes,
our mouths shut tight as we pass one another.
I promised myself I would never be hurt again,
but my time is coming,
and fast it does come,
To hurt me again but this time worse,
enough to make me grin.
I will go insane on that day,
and be then so hard and hollow.
That is the day I wait for and dread,
when I will feel nothing but peace.
