You were the one,
To pick up the pieces of my heart,
And put them back together,
After they were left broken from the last tenant,
I felt safe with you,
You were always there,
I felt like the luckiest person ever,
But then you walked away.
You left me confused,
You made me think I did something wrong,
You said you loved me,
I guess that was a lie.
If you lied about loving me,
What else did you lie about?
Did you mean anything you said?
Why did you even stick around?
Why would you pick up the pieces,
Just to smash them even more?
Why would you protect me,
Just to feed me to the sharks?
If you cant answer those,
At lease answer this,
This one question,
Did it make you feel better?
Did it make you feel better,
To see me hurt,
To see me cry,
To see me all alone.
