The things we said,
the things we did.
Mean nothing to you,
as they did to me.
I tried my best,
but you couldn't see,
the best of all things inside of me.
You left me in the cold,
and then you broke your mold.
Less then two weeks,
you see him there at your home,
a place where i thought we shared a load.
Of feelings and emotions,
some fights and commotions.
I told you then and i say it now,
that you see him ever,
and i won't live it down.
It hurts me so,
so much you don't know.
There are so many words i want to say,
but one hundred emotions that i let lay.
I'll keep them away, and hidden up and say,
I just don't know what to say.
