If I where to sit down
And write a list of
Everything you've done,
I could fit it on my hand.
When I compare myself to you
My flaws outweigh yours.
Or maybe I just think they do,
But that would make you the bad guy.
Somehow blaming myself
Is easier than blaming you.
Therefore, I doubt myself
And continue to trust what you say.
It has been months
Yet I still wonder why.
Why do I care?
Why did you pretend to?
What made you lie to me?
If you didn't love me,
Why did you say it?
You said it before I did.
I guess it was just another
Promise that you couldn't keep.
Just fairy tales and fables
That filled my head.
Another sweet nothing
That really meant nothing.
And three little words
That made all the difference.
Those three words
That gave me strength.
Three words that made
The tears flow harder.
Words that tore down
The walls I had built.
Words the that took high hopes
And raised them higher.
Words that you drilled
Into my head
Words that you erased
And replaced with goodbye.
Words that make me
Afraid to ever trust
Someone again.
Words that made
Me afraid to love.
Words I never want to hear again . . .
It hurt when it ended,
Like a stab wound.
Like a knife twisting
In my gut.
Just at the mere sound
Of your voice or
The mention of
Your name.
I wanted to run away.
But I knew I would run
Right back into your arms.
That was the worst part.
I want to yell, to scream
To curl into a ball
Because I was broken.
Shattered.
Then scattered across to floor.
Torn apart and thrown away,
Forgotten by the one who said,
"I'll never forget."
You said that I could trust you.
You said you would be different.
You told me I wasn't alone.
And you went back on your word.
