You probably think I'm like the rest of them
A bitter broken hearted woman
Doing all I can to **** you off
Intentionally making my moves to provoke you...
To make you feel at least a bit of the pain I am in.
Oh, how wrong you are

We cut the ties with different explanations
But in thoughts we both knew the truth
You couldn't find the courage to choose me
Didn't have the ***** to take on whatever may come
I could. And I've fought the toughest battle for us both
So you wouldn't have to

I am in pain, we both can see that
As I struggle to keep hold of the threads I knew I had to cut
Keeping you close even though it burns me
Still fantasizing although you shattered the dream
But I'm not bitter, in fact the pain has stolen all sensation from me
Leaving a dry emptiness from the salt of tears free falling

Our meeting tonight was awkwardly comforting
Having you near felt right, as we are meant to be
But the air was thick with ghosts reminding me
Taunting me with whispers-  I can't win you
So I seemed cold.. But in truth I was numbing myself to the bullying
They got me

I don't want to haunt you
I love you as I did before, please believe me
I only took the thing you have tried to pull me off to keep you close
Pathetic it may be, but it's all I can do
So I press finger and thumb to what your hands have so recently held
Killing myself, only to live another life with you