The me that only looked at you
The me that only thinks of you
The me that want only you
The me that loves no one but you
You’ve left

And when you left

The eyes that only looked at you
Could no longer see
The mind that could only think of you
Had gone mad
The person that wanted only you
Has no one to live for
And the heart that loved no one but you
Is broken
Bruised, crushed, shattered in pieces
It is broken

Yes, that heart is broken
But still,
How?
How can it still beat for you?