There are two types of people
The heart breakers, and the broken-hearted
I cannot be the heart breaker
It pains  my body, as fear pulses through my veins
knowing i will be broken again
You ripped the muscle from my chest
And left a scar that bleeds each time
you kiss her, touch her, think of her
don't kiss me, don't touch me, and don't think of me
It aches and aches
Why have i let you break me?
There are two types of people
heart breakers, and the heartbroken
how can you destroy me by loving her?
How can you break me and remain unshattered?
Why can i never be the breaker
Ripping the souls form others chests
Turning their advances into worthlessness
turning their love into loathing
turning their hearts to stone
like you did mine.

look;
i just want you to be happy.
i do.
i would be lying if i told you that i hadn't cried since the day you left,
but honestly,
despite all of my confusion whether i hate you or myself,
i just want you to be happy.

and, hey,
there are better girls for you to kiss out there
girls who don't cry when they love someone too much
girls who don't wish to get hit by a truck when they cross the road
girls who can give you a part of them without losing themselves completely
girls who knows how to cure a heart break

so go ahead
fly
you're as free as the wind now
you can run to the places we both have always wanted to see before
you can escape all your problems behind

but dear friend,
when you're tired of running,
or when you need a shoulder to cry on,
or when you need someone to talk to,
or when things don't go quite as good as you want,
please let me know
if i can still be the reason of your happiness

Pain in my eyes, a smile in my disguise. Looking up in the sky, while the stars begin to fall. Broken dreams left with just a memory. One that I had with you. You tore me into pieces, now I'm designed with so much hate. High expectations for the next one who tries to come through my gate. To make me, their ride or die. But its like the more that I ride, I fall off. I lose control because I no longer am myself. I put up with your ******* cause I know nothing else. But you. Trying to keep you happy, while forgetting about my feelings. This journey is a life long lesson. Broken dreams with a broken heart because I couldn't be there with you 24/7. Long distance kills but I was willing to make sacrifices. I guess we weren't on the same page. You gave up so fast seems like you never loved me in the first place.
Yea I know, sometimes you gotta let go to be free. But if you ask me, we made a great team. I wish I could go back in time. Now Im left here trying to figure out why the stars are landing on my face. No more fairy tales, just a broken dream.

Every day, I take good care to scrub you off of my body.
Every day, I forget that scars don’t wash off.
The day after it happened, I remember my tears falling along with beads of water down my face
And I hope you felt it.
I hope you felt the gut wrenching pain
And the black hole in my chest, ******* me into myself to deal with the loss
And the unbearable denial that you were really gone.
I can’t even look at your sister’s face without seeing yours
And I’m moments away from a break down whenever she walks by me.
Does she understand why?
Did you tell her what happened and why someone I considered my friend has become an outcast in my life?
Please, dear, tell her how your words flowed gracefully from your mouth as they ravaged me and ripped me to shreds.
Your words have left scars on my skin.
Every day I try to wash them off.
Every day I remember that they won’t.