The pain felt deep in my hollow chest, can only be felt for so long
Soon I’ll stop crying and I won't heave in pain
My chest won’t feel so damaged and suffocated
I’ll begin to breath
All while you’ve been fine
Your chest is gleaming and your smile has grown wider
You don’t look at me the same way
I’m an object but wasn’t I always
I’ll feel eternally idiotic for being put through it all
Had I been a little uglier, you would have never stayed
Had I been prettier, you would have stayed
I wish it wasn’t true but as my heart heaves and my breath shortens, I now know why you came
To stare at the horizon only to turn away when the sun comes up
To watch the movie without listening
You came for the view; not the person inside  
I could say I’m heartless, that I feel no pain
But these stomps on my chest are marks
They will stay and they will remind me with every bruise why I left