your eyes wet with tears
my comforting hands, no longer comforting
my loving words, no longer loving
and the magic in your eyes
long dead and gone.
it was you who broke me
but somehow, you were broken too
and he put you back together
not me,
not me.
i'm gone
and you'll be happy with him
but i hope that sometimes
you'll think of me too
because
i'm still thinking of you
i always will.
v;
