If I had wanted to believe the truth in which you created I would have told you all my secrets.
If you would have loved me back we could have had a nice moment.
But instead your here.
and I'm there.
Torn apart by the words that were spoken. Wounded by the words that weren't there.
Isn't this rich?
I finally able to tell you want I want.
Yet there is no one left to listen.
Sorry my dear.
I tried my best.
Honest I did.
But perhaps this is the way we have to be.
What a surprise.
What is love?
Baby don't hurt me no more.
(My break up words to Java Chip Ice cream. What? You thought that was about a real human relationship? Me? Are you crazy?)