I miss the way it used to be,
He used to care for me so much...
You killed my soul, you killed my spirit,
You made me cry, you made me die; inside...
Walking along the path,
Through this memory filled park...
I hold my aggravation secret
it builds and fester ever so discreet...
Falling farther, fading into the darkness
I can see you; you're there...
It never stopped
you didn't stop...
She is the heart torn
And the poems burned...
I look up as a tear rolls slowly down my cheek.
I think about better days and wonder if I'll feel...
I'm not afraid of dying,
Cause I'll know my heart, body, and soul will be...
I know you don't care,
I know I don't matter...
Am I jealous?
Am I scared...
What happens when her beauty fades away?
When her glowing eyes become dull...