I gave my heart to you,
My heart beated for you.
My heart would have bled for you,
and in the end my heart died because of you.
My body fell weak from the pain,
The warmth I had from the kindness I showed,
Lies empty and cold and reaping from what I have sewed.
You were the one I loved, your smile, your touch,
It was a life I imagined but wasn't worth much.
The pain in my chest is a constant reminder of you,
The words I love you and I love you too,
Haunt me to this very day, a memory of your viscious ways.