Wednesday, April 27, 2011

No Heart, Just Skin


Waking up in my room,

Your face is the first thing I see,

Your voice is the first thing I hear,

My heart is the first thing that breaks;

And all I can think is

Why?

Why did I waste my time?

More importantly,

Why did YOU waste my time?

Why did you lie to me,

And tell me you still wanted me,

When I could see,

I was slowly losing you?



Someone once told me,

That they loved me

So incredibly much,

That they would do anything

Just to get to me,

But since then,

That very same person

Has pushed me away,

And inevitably,

Never once

Looked back

As they



Left.

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