You're sad and he doesn't care.

It only bothers me when I'm alone
And I think about it

He was once your everything
then all of the sudden he wanted to mean nothing
And then the heartbreak eventually became a memory
And now you walk past each other on the streets like strangers who were never ever in love

I loved you to much
And you didn't love me enough

I could get anything I've ever wanted
And still feel like somethings missing.


But that's just me.

Every single day
A battlefield of chaotic traumas erupt
A red blur of trouble finds me
God lets this happen to me for I am suppose to trust him, but how long does that trust stretch before Im broken down and all those who are suppose to stand with me are against me, and I am alone in a world full of humans

It was that kind of breakup
That left you both emotional and emotionless
All while wondering was it all worth it?