My pride used to take for granted the way you held me tight,
And the messages you sent me, without fail each night,
I used to laugh and wonder, how you could be so obsessed,
With a girl who'se heart was beating, but not for you, in her chest.
I guess I took you for a fool, though it caused me so much greif,
And now at nights I lie awake because I see you when I sleep,
You broken face is scattered, like torn images in my head,
And its hard to gather pieces up let them crumble to ash instead.
Your memory's emblazoned till the end of forever in my mind,
And with lusts needle your heart tattooed a name my eyes can't find,
My blood runs cold with sheer disgust about the pain I put you through,
Now my phone's inbox is neglected, seems theres nothing left of you,
My tears are stained with hatred, for myself and evil ways,
How I abused your kindness, how I steered your love away,
You told me you'd be there, if ever I needed a hand to hold,
Two helpful ears to listen to any worries that I told,
And I never needed any help until the day your body died,
And your soul passed on to plentyful lands of happiness in the sky,
Though time has stole your thunder, and now I stand back at the start,
You died resenting the fact I ever lived; and thats what broke my heart.
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