He held her hand,
Forcing a straight face,
But with just one glance
His eyes watered,
Exposing what was hidden in his heart

He acted like I didn't exist
His eyes told a different story
As the pain of shattered hopes he had
Slammed his knees with a hammer
I watched him grow weak in love

My presence contaminated the air
And slowly he began suffocating
With every second the mood dropping
The traffic lights gave him torture

My soul hurt at the sight of his pain
Afterall, a shattered glass ****** the hand that picks it
Not once had this heart dreamt to be poison
Yet again I left him
With hopes she'll heal his heart