Baby, you're my everything
And she's your something
How about your one thing?
Considered now as nothing?

Sometimes your sweet and caring.
Look at me now, falling
To assume things cause you give motives
Of your flowery words that I always receive.

I will not say that I am sad
Even though you hurt me so bad
I'm scared of the pain that slips my mind
And traumatized when I left behind.