Love that is lost, wasn't ever real.

Your touch burns my skin,

My pulse bursts inside me.

Your look takes my grin,

I know I am not free.

You contain my heart,

But more so my mind.

How did this start?

You left me behind.

You said you were "in love",

You swore to the sky..

You left me like a dove,

That needed to fly.

I clung to you,

But today I let go.

My beaten and bruised heart tells me so.

Although I can't trust anyone,

Not even myself.

I trust that you hate me,

Kindly go f**k yourself.