Living in this cave
Thinking thoughts of him that hurt me
Thoughts of happiness that was once there
"Pure fear of the one touching touch"
The fear of losing him shattered my world
The touch of his hand to my face, I cry

"And a book of secrets"
Secrets of love and happiness
"From which we tore a page"
Alone I breathe
Feeling emptiness and a torn heart
His feelings turned cold and they hardened
My feelings softened leaving me weak and tender
The torn love left the pain to laugh and point the finger
He moved on and found someone else
I was left alone to grow weaker
 
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