There is someone who wishes to try
Someone knew
Someone who wants me to give them a shot at my heart
But how can I?
It is not mended; it is still shattered.
This was suppose to be You here with me, not her
So how can I possibly give her what I no longer have?
This is maddening
Please. . . Just leave my mind
So I may find a way to glue together my heart once again
Because I am sick and tired, of still loving you.