I wasn't okay when I got there this morning,
I knew things weren't okay when you didn't take my hand,
I knew things weren't okay when you took me straight to class,
You didn't say you missed me,
And then you needed to go to the bathroom,
Went into the stall,
And just stood there for a few minutes.
You came back out,
With words flowing out about how,
I'm not helping you get better.
About how you didn't want to change me,
And I started out a hopeless,
"Are you breaking up with me?"
And you just stared and said
"Yeah, kinda."
And I can't figure out what's hurting me worse.
The fact you had to come up with a bunch of lies,
The fact it was so sudden,
The fact you thought we couldn't work it out,
Or all the
"I love you"
And
"We're gonna last"
Maybe it was how,
You said ...
That you still love me,
Or maybe it was just the fact that you knew how broken I was,
And how much I needed you.
And you left me.
You pulled me apart and left me undone.
I was already heartbroken,
I told you to be gentle with the shattered pieces.
And now you've spread them in so many different places, I don't know how to get them back.
Why did you have to make me love you,
Just to waste all this time?
To say words you didn't mean?
I've never known what heartbreak was,
Until this year.
And,
Damn,
It really hurts.
