Will I ever love again?
Or will my heart just play pretend?
I'm smiling, but it's fake.
You think I love it, but I hate every second.
Because I'm fine in your mind.
Your heart seeks revenge, but mine's playing pretend. Your heart is cold as ice, and mine is losing it's sight.
I'm not a toy, I'm a glass figurine. Please don't play with me, I may break. That's all it'd take. Just one wrong move, the same move you seem to always choose and I'm in pieces on the ground begging you to put me back together.
Your heart is dead to no end, my heart is seeking revenge, but your heart is as cold as ice, and my heart is losing its might.
