Revenge not so sweet.

I was such a fool,
to let you walk away.
You were spilling your heart to me,
I ignored it.

In my fingers I could feel the blood,
spilling from my heart.
I was torturing myself,
just so I could watch you beg.

It was fine already,
I was happy with what you showed me.
But I wanted more,
I wanted to see you cry.

You made me cringe,
when you said you had to leave so soon.
You could of stayed longer,
but you chose not to.

So I wanted revenge,
I wanted to see your heart break.
I told you that I didn't want you,
but I lied, to you and me.

You asked me why,
begged pleaded one last time.
But I loved it,
so I let you take the pain.

But then you accepted it,
as if you didn't know I loved you.
You started to walk away,
and I let you.

How could I,
I could of just taken that one second,
to reach out my hand.
But I was angry,
angry and stupid.

Please don't leave me now,
I'm so sorry for hurting you.
I hurt you just to hurt myself.
I killed myself in the end.

So now I look at my fingers,
the blood has dried,
but the scar is still there.
And the worse part is,

there is no one to get revenge from,
because it was my fault.