The sharp sting you feel
when you see me hurt
is nothing compared
to the stabbing I feel
when I'm getting hurt.

the pain that you are causing me ****!
how oblivious are you?
talking about her pains me so much.
you are always asking me why?
don't you dare!
it's breaking me
before me you had her
dead or alive
it will always be her
and it will stay that way
until the end of this charade.

You said "I love you"
how long will it last?
I want to leave
while I am still whole
while I am still me
while I still can.

We were okay
or so I thought
While I was working things out for us
you were working things out to get out
Why? Why? Why?