you wield words like knives
you cut me off and let me go
the hard way
the most painful
and selfish way
anyone ever could

my hope remains perished
and the cuts soon turned to scars
they remind me of the way
you let me go
as if i was never yours

you're a glass filled with a rare liquid
you fell
you shattered and lost all of the liquid i put in you
that liquid was trust
and you held it all in for far too long
you lost everything and it was all your fault
i put my trust in you and now it's all gone
and i left alongside the liquid

i restlessly lay in bed
while my mind wanders elsewhere
the thoughts of you
and the hope for us
builds up in my head,
they keep me awake
like congestion
but just getting stronger
as time passes by