Abandoned

I hate myself.
I left him...
But never planned to leave him forever.
I see him,
As this lost little heart,
This abandoned little heart.

And I see a heart,
That beats for me always,
And it can't beat for anyone else.
That kills me.

He can't do anything.
He can't move on.
He's stuck.
Longing forever,
For something he'll never have again,
And the only thing he wants.

He wants me to be happy,
Even if it's not with him.
And I gotta live with the fact...
The fact that I did that.

Look at that poor, lost little puppy.
That sweet, caring person,
That devoted and loyal person,
That heart that was so true...
And so devoted to me.

And always will be.

And I know,
I see how it aches,
And how he hurts,
And longs.

And I know that it's `cause of me...
I did that.

It's like looking at a piece of art,
Beautiful art,
That I mutilated.
I treated it so good,
For so long.
And then just...

Every single thing can remind us,
Of so much.
I have to look at him,
And see him all alone...
Standing there...
Looking at me in this nice little setting through a window...
Seeing me with someone.

Happy.
Having fun.
In love.

And he's out in the cold...

Leaving a lover for another,
And watching the other be alone,
Missing me.

And having our hearts still long for each other.

And knowing they're all alone.

Crying.
And dying inside.
Every day.

And all the cold snow that surrounds him all alone,
Out there in the dark as he looks in at me with my lover.
Trying to smile at me to show he's happy for me...
All that snow, I put it there.
The door that's locked to him.
I locked.
Leaving him out there like that...

And knowing he's all alone.