My tears fall on another mans shoulders because you aren't there to catch them when they fall.
My fears are done away with by another man because he actually cares about my safety, something that you didn't.
My worries and doubts are taken care of by another man because you were never around to listen to me and help me through the hard times.
My anger is held by another man because you would never want to talk about me, it was always about you.
My laughter is caused by another man because you were never around enough to ease the pain that I feel in my heart.
My heart... My heart is held in another mans hands, and he handles it with the love and care it deserves.

My only question for you is, where were you when my life felt as though dilapidated and I needed someone to lift up my soul?
You were sitting in your house, playing video games, and talking to other girls...