grace (could indeed be the outcome of all that **** pain you layed upon my heart)
overcome by something greater,
which causes my thoughts to silence of all prosperous things
because now I recollect
moments that I wish could leave my memory
just like the way you left me
for her
(not that I miss you... but I miss you out of fear... some nights,  I tremble in my own bed. with my door locked. upheld in the dark. clenching my knees to my chest with fear. you know every ******* thing about me; you now hold an advantage... you know my secrets; I pray you keep them safe)