The Break Down

Nothing.

Nothing made me feel as happy as the first time you touched me.
Nothing makes me feel as free as when we're together.
Nothing will make me feel loved again, nothing.
My body is nothing but a present to you, well at least it was.
My heart was your cloud but all you did was make it rain tears. Just like you rained words of denial.
My hands were your maids, but you never gave them a break.
My brain was your toy, all you did was play it to manipulate yours.
My loving was your cure if mental issues, but you refused taking it.
I was the bad choices to your demons, and the bright side of your angles, but you chose to be in between.