Illusions, allusions, all in my head.
Nonetheless, my heart still lies dead.
Beating no more, it's still in your hand.
Thought I held yours too and I don't understand.
It may sound naive or it may sound untrue.
You were my love, I cared for only you.
I tried not to care, to bottle this up
I'm up in the air, and unrequited love, for lack of a better word sucks.
I said that I loved you with all of my heart,
And you said that we could never fall apart.
You lied. You broke me.
Stole my favorite thing.
Keep it, receive this, and remember how this feels.
^I'm so glad I'm with someone that will never make me feel like this again.
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