I can't look at his face without wanting to cry
I pass you by in the house
intentionally not looking at him for that reason
i can't so looking passed you it will be
I can't keep the pain from rushing back up
like a title wave punching me in the gut
my throat closes
and the pain is intense
but I won't allow it to show
especially to someone who cares nothing for me
you aren't the kind of person to ever show remorse
never appalogies
always correct
thinks he can do no wrong
incapable of saying a simple thank you
the total opposite of the kind of person I am
for that I can't
and I wont give you the pleasure of seeing me suffer
for now I will still be me
no anger
show politeness and smile behind my pain.
I'll release in the privacy of the car, shower
anywhere but in front of you
till we part I can't and I won't.