Nothing But...

So yeah, we worked it all out,
Nothing left
For us to shed tears about.
Nothing but these emails,
I've been reading over and over,
Nothing but the hurt that sails,
Over and over,
Through my heart.
Nothing but the coldness
And the numbness and the dark.
Nothing but the sobs
Replaying in my mind,
Nothing but those good times,
I may have forever left behind.
Nothing but the tears that tumbled down my face,
Nothing but the scars that shall forever remain.
Nothing but that wound left always fresh,
Nothing but my song as bitter as death.
So yeah...
Sure...
We worked it all out.
But I still think there are some things
Left for me to shed tears about.