I moved on because I was tired of your lies,
That our love was like ice—so cold, so unwise.
You never cared to compromise,
And kept saying my efforts were not the right size.

I was naïve, thinking I could break the ice,
Hoping you’d be the prize—only to find surprise,
In the shattered pieces of my heart sliced twice,
Leaving me alone as the world’s silent cries rise.

In that dark moment, I waited for the sunrise,
As I picked out bow ties and looked to the skies.
Now I’m left to fantasize,
Lost in the memory of your once-perfect eyes.