Tears are slowly running down my cheek my heart just feels entirely weak its been broken a million times the person who broke it could give two dimes i try to say mean things to cover the hurt but it doesn't matter because you continue to flirt i don't understand how you could live with yourself because the tears that i shed you consider them wealth i hope you understand what you lost because theres no next time that our paths will be crossed now this is the end of my suffering and pain because technically yu handed me the blade
