Hurt

Back here once again,
Lying in her bed crying to herself,
Looking back on the good times,
Trying not to feel the pain,
Listening to the wind chimes.

She ponders to herself about what just happened,
And why it went so fast,
She can't stop what can't last,
So now she dwells on the past.

This love she once felt has gone far away,
For the pain in her heart stays with her everyday,
Her eyes are filled with tears,
Mascara all smeared.

Her heart aches for him,
Pins and needles in her skin,
Hurt is all she ever feels,
Experiencing denial is what makes her wounded heart heal.