Shit. Just Shit

The Outsider

You were my earth, my wind and my sea.

Until one day I woke up to see, that you never really loved me.
You stood by the window, peering at the city below and realized you were worth more than me.

Each day I try to move on.
But I hear the song on the radio.
It plays and my heart breaks.
It's a feel only I could know.

Because the outsider found a friend.
The outsider found a best friend.
The outsider was happy.
She loved someone.
They just didn't love her back.
They didn't want her.

They didn't care about her.
They left her bleeding on the floor and walked out of the door.

Leaving the outsider's heart rather poor.