You wasted my tears.
They sit waiting in a puddle under my heart for the next person to come along so I can feel something better.
But you made me feel everything
So my tears will continue to wait
For I have run out of feelings
For anyone but you.
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Sometimes I look up to the sky and wonder what’s really up there
Is there anybody watching?
I don’t know
I don’t think anybody knows
But it’s nice to think
I hoped you wouldn’t realise that you didn’t love me
and kept thinking you needed me because I needed to be needed and you needed
If I had given away my heart to those who came before
It would have been safer left in parts
But now you have it all
Drawing lines upon a page wishing you would tear as easily as the paper does
This shirt’s too hurt to say goodbye
This heart’s too burnt to watch you cry