Used To Be My LOve

He used to be my love...
He used to be my happiness..
Now he left me,
And he none of the above.
He is my dread,
He is my headache..
He is the thing that brings me tears
He is the thing thats more dangerous than it appears..
I cant stand loookin at him
Because memories come in my dreams..
It becomes my nightmares
And I try not to care
Now imma put myself to the test....
And put my worries at rest...