This pain is so severe
it's affecting every nerve
in this back of mine, oh dear
I feel like I'm close to tears
this is hurting me
more than you'd think
behind my forced smile
is a mouth dying to scream
and behind my happy eyes
are eyes who are eager to cry.

One day, under layers of earth
Where forgotten men sleep
And the rest of history are kept
You'll be worth more than gems and gold
Your memories will make the roses bloom
And grow a field of dancing daffodils
Or be a home to lonely birds
On the warm arms of your sycamore tree

And so if it comes
That time has to deny your breath
Do not be afraid.
Remember my love,
Even if you're six feet under
In all ways and always,
You are significant.

If you had a heart,
you wouldn't have cheated on her.
You wouldn't have told me that
you loved me,
or left me to defuse your own problems.

If you had a heart,
you would admit you were wrong.
You would quit speaking me to after,
and quit bragging to your brothers.

If you had a heart,
I wouldn't be writing this in the first place.
I would be at ease.
I wouldn't be reflecting on losing my virginity
to a married man.
I would be whole.