Broken hearts left with open wounds.
Somehow yours healed real soon.
Unfortunately, I'm still here.
Left with guilt, pain, and fear.
I'm glad that you're all right,
With no more tears to fight.
But why are things still this way?
Why are there no words to say?
If we talk we fight and complain.
I'm always left with nothing gained.
I hurt you - then it was your turn,
And like a candle I was burned.
I made mistakes that I regret.
Big deal, that's life, forgive-forget.
With so much life I've left to live,
I know I have even more to give.
I'll do my best - with my head held high.
To make mistakes, learn and never cry.
