The Pain
I see you everyday
You look through me; I know I’m only in your way
I don’t occupy any of your heart
I’m empty space; I’m just a missing part
You moved on, and have lived better day by day
You got someone younger, better, prettier, you say
What a surprise, I wasn’t good enough
You proved your point; I’m tired of this stuff
I pray that you come back to me
Love, hope, want us to be free
But that would mean we’d have to find trust
This is supposed to be love, not lust
This want for us to be together
Would mean you’re not in the relationship, and that’d be better
I’m sorry I loved you, and now you’re only a thought
You’re only a memory, that I have forgot
I thought I was lost, when you went away
I would pray and pray and pray, everyday
Now I realize I’m better off
To act like you’re not that big of a loss
My heart might say something different, but I know the truth
Why act like a different person, can’t you act like you are you?
I can’t live like I’m missing something, but what can I do?
I’m tired of this stuff, we are through
-Emily
