Another Statistic

Bewildered, so confused and lost
At how easily you find it to become so cold
Your side of the bed is vacant once again
Covers unruffled, unslept in...empty

Passion that once flickered in those eyes
Diminished, nothing left but dying embers
Hearts once melded together as one
Now have their own beat, separated...forever

Same old story, it always ends where it began
So ironic that we left so many things unsaid
Yet there is now nothing left to say
The thread we've been hanging on by...severed

Just another statistic, another broken fairytale
Something that left us euphoric, now full of bitterness
A heavy heart is something I'm learning to live with
Because once again you found it so easy...to walk away