there were words I couldn't speak,
words I couldn't see,
feelings I couldn't find,
feelings I couldn't hide.
The day you said you loved me,
the day you walked away,
the day you said I'd come to find
no one else could make me feel this way.
I believed every word you said.
I believed you now and I believed you then.
The difference between us, is you still left.
I stayed, for two years
and when you finally said you loved me
I saw all my dreams becoming true.
Then I saw her. She just showed up.
The only person besides me you kept in your life.
So for months I let the torment work its way through my body
until I was simply rotting.
Every time I tried to explain the hurt that bounced around inside
all I managed to do was start a fight.
But I loved you, and I love you,
and I tried my very best,
until one day my insides tore, and I was now an external mess.
As my insides poured out into all the wrong places,
I felt the burning sting of pain beneath my sleeve.
The wounds reopened, as I was closing.
My arms were cut to bleed.
