Heavy eyes and unspoken lullabies were familiar to me

Now, I never truly wished for your demise but the thought just came to me

If you were able to walk away from what we had without a single regret

Why wasn't I given the ability to pretend we had never met?

Unfairness was a common theme in our problematic little fling

And you were the one to pick a fight over every little thing

And I never wished for someone more muscular or tall

But I cannot love a man that loves to bang his head against the wall.

One month and I'm a mess
A shell of what I once was
My spirit weak and mind adrift
And I don't know what to do.

Two months and I'm indifferent
Ups and downs of love and hate
Crying is worked into my routine
And I still think about you.

Three months and I'm lost
No real feeling anymore
No hate or love or grief
And my green eyes have turned blue.

Four months and I'm free
No remorse or empathy
No thoughts of sadness here
And I don't care for you.