I still feel my hands shake,
Hoping you'll come back and call it a mistake.
I remember when we used to ride on your bike,
And you would say everything about me you liked.
I loved those days,
When I could be in love and unafraid.
But now I'm scarred,
Like a forgotten toy left in the back yard.
Knowing nothing can ever fill this void.
And I'm lonely,
Feeling much more silent than I used to be.
For my voice has been taken,
When I thought you loved me I was mistaken.
My feelings are now completely terrifying,
When you pointed out problems I kept denying.
You said you needed a release,
So we could both finally be at peace.
But I was so happy with you,
No matter how much you think it's not true.
"Why should we try to prolong the inevitable?"
Maybe because I never wanted to go through this awful hell.