Here I stand over you.
Thinking about all the times of bliss, yet all of the suffering you put me
through.
I never thought it would come to this,
because at first your loving was so tender; so tangible,
You were like a irresistible rose that could be crushed by the wind if you
weren’t taken
care of properly.
You held my heart,
and I didn’t even have to give it to you,
You stole it.
You stole my, now broken, heart with your seemingly un-sinful words.
You made it seem as though everyone could trust you,
as though everyone could love you.
But only, - I did.
I thought you loved me back, but I guess I conceived wrong.
Now here I stand over you,
With my heart rightfully back in my own hands.
All the pain you caused me, made me not want to even live any more, yet
it made me believe that it was you would needed to leave.
And now I know that you’re gone. Forever.
Your dark black blood ensures me that you will never come back because I’ve
made sure that you can’t.
You held my heart, then you tore it into pieces.
So now that old saying of, “What goes around, comes around,” has finally
come true.
My heart was torn apart and now your’s is too.
 
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