Sitting here, so cold and alone
is where I'll always remain.
my eyes carelessly shed tears
showing the world my pain.
it's not supposed to be hurting this bad
but yet for some reason it is
and i just wonder inside myself
how much longer i can take this?
and i try to keep telling myself
"there was nothing special there"
but there words are no longer a comfort for me
they're not sincere, they don't care.
so once again i remain broken
from this stupid emotion called love
as he let me go so quickly
with nothing but a painful shove
i was going to start trying
i wouldn't avoid him as much anymore
i was going to be a better girlfriend
but he pushed me onto the floor
now as i remain here laying,
face up, gasping for air
i ask the question, bringing more tears.....
"Did he ever really care?"
