I lay in the dark,

gazing up at the stars,

wondering if you can see me,

though I am quite far.

Constantly I'm wondering,

Why? What? How?

Sometimes I'm so angry,

I just want to tell you to take a bow.

Sometimes I just want to shout,

and let all my feelings burst right out

for you to hear,

but then I glance around and realize,

you are no where near.

No one took you from me,

for it was you who pulled that trigger.

And no matter how hard I try,

I'll always be bitter.

As I sit here in a flood of my own tears,

I realize this won't end.

It will go on for years.

I don't have all the answers,

but something pushed you too far.

I just hope your happy,

though I'm the one left with a permanent scar.