Your eyes burn into my soul,
Your words cut deep into the quick.
Your actions show no love,
But sting, like a finger prick.
You tell me you love me,
And I wanted so much to believe.
But either I’m blind to the truth,
Or your concept of love is hard to conceive
There are times
I wish we had never met
Because you make it seem
Like I owe you a great debt
For everything you have bought me
Every penny spent
Are those the reasons for all the harsh words?
Because you’ve left me torn and rent
My heart broke a while back
And finally started to mend
Then came a whole new string of things
I’m afraid I can no longer bend
You say that it’s all my fault
But you sulk in your armored shell locked tight
Like an unbreakable vault
So was there any room for me?
Was there ever really any unity?
Was there really ever going to be?
Two hearts beating as one? No, but we’ll see…
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