The weather changed today,
it went from sunshine to rain.

That wasn't the only thing that changed today,
your mind was second on that list.
It went from yes to no,
from hot to cold,
from I love you to goodbye.

The weather and your mind weren't the only things that changed today,
I was third on the list.
I went from weak to strong,
from sad to happy.
I changed today with the weather.
I went from lost to found.

My first mistake was letting the hands of an unfaithful man touch me in ways a faithful mans should’ve.

My second mistake was letting the unfaithful mans words take my broken heart and break it even more.

My third mistake was letting the unfaithful man convince me to think being ignored is okay and to expect everyday he’d call back,

But my last mistake was letting myself believe he would’ve stayed if i did everything he wanted me to.

And looking back at it-
I swear you ****** the life out of me
Faster than you burn through your cigarettes
You left me there;
Charred and used
Just another decoration in the sewer drain
You stepped on me
To make sure that my light was completely gone
As you reached in your back pocket and pulled out another one

I want to thank you.
Thank you for all the bruises
and the black eyes,
and the ****** noses.
If they wouldn't have happened, I would not be where I am today.
I'm not going to sit here and tell you that it was me that got me where I am today.
Because that would be a lie.
It was all you.
You were the person who made me who I am.
You molded me.
You shaped me.
You damaged me.
You broke me.
You ruined my life.
Rot in hell you *******.

the sweet warm breath on my neck
the scratches on your back
my deep moans of pleasure
and the clenching of the sheets
oh how I love the way you make love to me

The rush of her skin and the rhythm of her breathing endlessly played in my head, relentlessly reminding me of the nervousness but perfection of that first night. The thought of her smile and the sympathetic tone of her voice sweetly synchronized with each rise and fall of my chest above the exhausted breaths I had taken.
The smell of her skin on that first night and the beautiful memory of her warm touch against the complexity of my aliveness left me cold and broken inside. Tears fall, but yet it still lingers on.
I could never forget how the sweet touch of her kiss awakened my lungs to a breath of life again, and I never wish to forget the sound of her warm, soft voice with tears in her eyes telling my deadened heart to beat again..And I laugh at myself as the tears roll down, listening to the shattering sound of the breaking in my heart. Knowing that I'd lost the chance to ever have a heart like hers, to have such a headstrong soldier fight for a soul so broken like mine again had me weak in the heart and my veins grew colder with each simple thought of it. I couldn't muster up the strength to find a simple smile to cover up the mess that had been made here, for I had loved a love I couldn't let to of. Each night I fall sleep with her beautiful, taunting memory on my ever so restless mind and all that lies within it. I awaken in an empty, cold bed as the blackened tears stain my face. My body remained still as my weakened arm outstretched to the edge of the bed searching for the warmth of her skin and the smell of her cologne on the pillows and sheets..I awaken only to find myself alone beneath the blankets in which we once exchanged body heat and the smiles that had finally become real, wishing her absence had been just a terrible dream.

My heart violently turns at the thought of always missing her, and yet I still need her..it's as simple yet complicated as that.
I'm sweetly broken, oh but babe...she was worth it. There isn't a time that I recall where she hadn't been worth it.