The pieces in my chest are too crushed to be called a heart,
and glass tears stream down my cheeks for the last time.
Because tonight I can’t reassemble myself again,  
not like I’ve done so many times before.
I think I’ll just stay broken,
and feel the weight lower me down.
Close my eyes and rest,
for once to feel peaceful;
for once to feel nothing.

I still love you like the first day,
though my head hurts and my feet.
I still cry at night when your body leaves,
and my stomach aches for relief.
He didn’t take my heart when he touched my lips,
but you look at me like he did.
I’ve never stopped being only yours,
even when your wants seemed torn.
I’ve always been here, your keeper,
and love you more.
I still think about your body,
how it fits perfectly into everything,
and holds me together.
It’s not a matter of time,
or the unknown of life without you,
because I still remember the before.
How I didn’t know anyone who knew.
I was a secret, even to myself,
but you came and called me out.
I still think we dance better,
even when fall, at lest it’s together.
At lest we’re honest,
like when you cried in my chest
and promised me more.
I still think you’re the best,
I don’t know anyone who can play like you do.
I still get lost in your songs,
though they seem to be getting sadder.
Your eyes smile louder then yesterday.
But I won’t let myself believe I’m the reason,
only the cause of pain and pay.
I still can’t explain to you why,
even though it’s up in my own brain.

Breaking down into crumpled pieces.
Reaching for goals but falling for shame.
Either smiling for fun or masking the pain,
All too quickly you’r progress slips away.
The threats that are screaming in your mind,
Hide the joy that belongs there.
Every night is just a struggle to breathe.

When you say you miss the old me,
Don't you mean the younger me?

Because there is your problem;
You think the world revolves around you,
And time works a different way for you,
when if fact it doesn't.

Time only goes forward.
Therefore you can't miss something  
you never got to experience,
Such as the old me.

I had a moment;
a few weak minutes.
I thought about ending early.
Then I surely wouldn't lose.
How can I lose a game
that I never really finish.