it hurts me to see you to hear you speak with a smile in your voice not directed at me but at something painful to hear
your voice directed at who i compete
its an ache in my chest and ice in my throat and an anger id never thought that id know that you speak to girls when you broke up with me because you needed to be single to fix your failing sanity. you told me you needed to be on your own and i loved you so i unwillingly let you go
i thought you couldn't even talk to me i thought you were really in pain you used suicide as an excuse and i was so scared that i let you walk away but i see you a month later and i realize you couldn't do me then honor of honesty **** you because you flirt with these girls while i burn inside and i crush the tender love that im trying so hard to hide. you hurt me. you hurt me.