I never thought that you would cheat,
Now I dread seeing you walk the street,
After our final meet,
I will surely stumble on my feet,
My tears will seem so bittersweet,
Yet will your hand rise as an awkward greet?
While you secretly steal my dejected heartbeat,
You are going to be my defeat,
Along with my conceit,
You are the crack in my hearts concrete,
The hurt you caused is on repeat,
The memory I wish I could delete,
The shadow of a person who once made me complete.