What Used To Be
The pain in her eyesis all that he sees
when they're together
all they know
is each others agony.
The knife in her heart
is a knife called love
it kills her inside
to know all too well
this agonizing hurt.
She sees them together
day after day
and knows how hate feels
knowing what he does
when she's away.
He's never kissed her that way
nor touched or loved
she's given him everything
and in return gets mistreatment.
Their fire that used to burn so bright
when they first met
is only half lit by this sad, sorry soul in love.
She regrets everything
wondering what she did wrong
she wishes she could change it
so he would love her again.
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