I don't know you.
I don't know him.
I don't know what you're thinking.
All I know is I WANTED you,
but I can't.
You make the tears run down my face.
You make the sadness in my expression turn to a smile.
You make it all hurt.
Nothing will,
or can be the same.
All I know is,
your hurt is the only thing left that's draining my body.
I'm turning pale,
white.
All the expression that used to be left is now just a blank stare.
The glow in my eyes turning into tears trying to escape my body.
The smile and laughter turned into screaming.
Your texts disappeared.
Will I ever speak to you again?
Will you work up the nerve to hear from me?
Hear my emotions?
Get my side of the story?
Probably not.

You're so wrapped up in your self-righteous world of thinking you're so beautiful.
One day everything you thought was yours will be gone.
She will leave you.
And you will be left alone,
crying,
just like you left me.