You stomped on my heart...
You had no mercy...
Always making me believe you had feelings for me...
Now I feel used...
It is a mystery...
Why do I keep caring about you...
After the way you treated me...
Maybe I'm still in love...
I will never stomp on your heart...
But I will not allow you to stomp on mine any more...
This is the last sentence I ever write for you...
You will probably never read it...
Is all the same...
All these years I have been writing to the wind...
What a funny feeling...
I love you...
But I don't respect you...