Every day, I still feel the sorrow,
I try to push it aside, I try to feel clean.
Every hour, I push aside the guilt, the regret,
I try to bury those feelings deep down.
Who needs feelings?
Who needs someone to claim as their own?
I’m fine,
All fine.
I’m doing great,
I’m not in pain.
My heart isn’t aching,
My soul isn’t shattering.
So what if I trusted you,
So what if I fought?
You clearly didn’t want it,
You certainly didn’t fight.
Things got tough, you ran.
Didn’t even try to work it out,
Coward.
Nothing but a coward.
I wasted my time,
My energy,
I wasted my life.
My love, my everything.
For what?
For you to give me nothing in return?
For you, who never gave me what I gave you?
I poured my heart into it:
Love, attention, thoughtfulness…all for you.
And what do you give me?
Nothing.
Nothing but a broken heart,
And a bruised soul.
