• There will always be a her, me , you and she.
    No me and you.
    Love and compasion.
    Just the two of us.
    But no, you hurt me time to time again and with no regret i turn my back upon you.
    There will always be something between us, but somehow i can not except it.
    The lying, betrall, hurt, love, and caring feelings seem to vanish when im alone thinking of you.
    There is no emotion to explain what you put me through.
    You ripped my heart in two's,
    You danced on my soul with every sickening attempt.
    Him is just another word for an heart throbbing, emotion burning, alone feeling, hurtful, excuse of a pathetic you.