The Pieces of You
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If you really want to know the pain and heartbreak you put me through, this is for you.
I know you will never want to know what you did to me.
It's easier for you to just forget about it and act like it never even happened.
Unfortunately I cannot forget.
Here's everything anyway, for my sake.
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