Everything I hear you say meant to be sweet now just sounds like sarcasm.
Keeping what I have seen secret
I can't feel it out.
When I can't even hold you tight because I know I've been mistreated.
You have the audacity to point your finger in blame at me
when all along you've done the same.
I just don't know where to start.
You took something beautiful and melted it to a pointed in and left it in the banks of my bleeding heart.
I feel like such a fool.
I seen you kissing her.
The happy look on her face similar to my own.
I think it is possible to forgive someone as you have said you have forgiven me.. but I don't really believe that.
That you ever forgave me.
I have let go so many times leaving the hatred still in my heart.
Now when I look at you I get sick to my stomach and I want to rip her ******* eyes out.
"Friends" huh?
I guess that's all.