Two days. All it took to break me were those two days. Two days and it was getting worse each time I saw you. I saw you with her. I saw you doing what you love. I saw you smiling and I saw you crying. I felt no pain, no tears came, I just felt empty. Like, my already broken heart just got ripped out. I know you see me. I know you hear my call. I know you feel empty to, don't we all? I thought this love would always last. Now your moving from the past. I have no emotion, I feel no pain, it's like water burned down my flame. It started with a spark as you took my heart. That spark it grew until it flew, it got bigger and bigger than you broke my heart, taking with you my broken parts. What do I do? Should I sing to you? Should I write to you? Should I call for you? Is it a waste of time? You lied. You promised. You held me, arms tight around me. I don't know what to do, so I'll write to you. The untold story of our love, maybe just maybe God will send an angel from above. I pray he does, because without you I am an angel who just lost it's wings and is falling from above. Please pull me up, because if you do I promise I will never leave you.
