I don't want you anymore,
You've left my heart cut open; sore.
My knees go weak after I'm done seeing,
You standing there with her kissing.
I feel my stomach start hurting.
I'm getting a lump in my throat,
I can't seem to focus.
I dropped the cup holder I was holding,
Warm coffee drowns my snowed on shoes.
And that is when I woke up,
My heart knows what you've done.
But it aches because it also knows,
What I myself had done.
I deserve this.