Why are you always on my mind?
On the tip of my tongue?
I can't forget you, all I do is remember every heart stopping - painful moment.
For someone who was never in a relationship, my heart breaks more and more each moment.
Not sure if this is love or not, I just know it hurts like hell, and you're the only one responsible for this pain.
Maybe I shouldn't have told you about the knife, because now all you do is turn it over and over cutting me deeper and deeper.
Who knew a heart could endure this much pain and still beat - I sure as hell didn't expect it, especially for it to be my heart of all things.
Why do you kill me so much?
Why do you cause me so much pain?
Why do I still love you?
My heart is so broken by your hand, I don't know if I'll ever be okay and you're to blame.
Thank you for breaking me beyond the point of repair.
I'm a million pieces and who ever finds me will just keep on walking, not wanting to deal with the poor broken girl; YOUR poor broken girl.
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