The day my light starts to fade.
I look towards the window waiting for the storm to take over my mind.
From the moment of the rain pouring to the last drop, my body is frozen from the darkness.
Never worried about the next moment instead focused on the movie that is playing right in front of my eyes.
The rain saved me once before it will do it again.

Please don't go.
If you leave me, give me the closure I will search for until my heart is whole.
When my heart breaks from the pain, will you pick me up one last time?
When you decide to leave to me in the past.
Promise I will be the last girl you will ever break this badly.

She gave him all her love,
Only for him to take her heart for years then ruin her trust in the end.
He saw someone easy to take control of, which set his never-ending plan in motion.
She had love in her eyes until he took everything the poor women had.
He made her believe it was all her head; that's why she stayed to the end.
The day it ended was the day she had no more for him to steal.
All the trust and hopeless feelings ruin out.

I never thought someone had this in them to tear one's heart this badly.
My body is still healing after years of broken promises and empty emotions.
He treated me like I was special,
Only to be thrown out moments later.
I never thought I would regret loving someone until I met them.
Thoughts run through my head until I get high enough for them to disappear.
The dreams I had turned into dust when his hand touched my lonely heart.

Will this be my fairy tale?
I hold on tight to the slight hope that lingers.
When he says goodbye, I wonder if this time he means forever.
I wonder if this will be my fairy tale or the start of my never-ending heart break.
Will all his love give me enough trust not to be worried for the future?
It's not his fault that he picked a damaged heart to love.

She wrote her love story out when she was only fifteen.
Waiting for the guy she wrote about years ago,
She never found Anyone close until she met you.
You gave her all she ever dreamed about just to take it all back.
She used to smile at your text and she cries in pain reading it back.
She wished for the day you would say I love you.
Those words never came.
She wrote her love story,
Only to meet you the one who made her stop believing in happily ever after.

Why did he stop caring for me?
I was told every day that it would never fade.
The day it stopped was the day I never looked at him the same.
Why did he break the one promise he ever told.
I thought I was enough until I heard the way he talked about his “friend.”
His smile got more extensive, and his stories kept changing.
I never made him pick, but if I did, I know who he would choose.
Why was she better than me?