come
Come in and hold me,
Come in and comfort me,
But instead,
U did something,
A thing where,
I'm left in a million pieces,
It's not broken,
Just a hole right in the middle with the cracks around it,
Waiting for you to come back and slowly push at the whole,
for each time it will crack more and more and eventually break,
The pain you cause is overwhelming,
To the point where I can't tell anyone,
But guess what I did,
And you hate me for it,
But really,
Really,do you have what it takes,
Or is it still an act,
My heart pounds in the same weird rhythmical wave when I'm near you,
And yet, till now,
I still love you.
