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Ripped Apart
Sittin’ on the porch step, he said,
 
 "How many I told you’s
 And start overs and shoulders
 Have you cried on before?
 How many promises–be honest, girl
 How many tears you let hit the floor?
 How many bags you packed
 Just to take ‘em back, tell me that
 How many either or’s
 But no more...
 If you let me inside of your world, 
 There’ll be one less lonely girl."
 
 I hung onto every word he said
 Nodded my head as my tears flew past
 Everything seemed too good to be true
 Should’ve known it wouldn’t last
 
 Red roses on my doorstep
 And Shakespeare in the card
 Seemed like something from a storybook
 But his last words still hit me like ice shards
 
 I remember staying up late at night
 Waiting to hear his voice on my phone
 I remember the smile on my face
 As I went to bed thinking he was my own
 
 Sitting on the beach, listening to the crashing waves
 And watching the sun set
 Breaking the silence, he said those three words
 That made my heart melt
 
 “It’s getting dark,” he said
 Before we left to get his car
 After I was home, I looked out my window
 And wished on the brightest star
 
 “Please don’t let him break my heart,” 
 I begged the heavens above
 “Please don’t take him away
 My one and only love.”
 
 Every night, he called me
 Told me how much I meant to him
 But the nights that followed were different 
 His tone was always grim
 
 I tried to get him to confide in me
 Tried, but to no avail
 He answered all my questions
 But I could tell I was getting wa a tale
 
 I went to his house
 Knocked but no one came
 I ended up staying on his porch all day
 Any final hopes of love gone up in flames
 
 Hours felt like years
 Until he came to the door
 I thought I had found true love
 But no more...
 
 He saw my dejected state
 Helped me up to my feet
 Said, “Go home,”
 While my heart beat its last beat
 
 I remember going to bed feeling unwanted
 Waking up to the sound of rocks at my window
 I ran outside and whispered,
 “Don’t leave. Please don’t go.”
 
 He came inside
 Shut the door
 Gazed at the dirty dishes
 And the clothes sprawled on the floor
 
 “I’m sorry,” he said
 And left without another word
 Tears fell down my cheeks
 Making my vision blurred
 
 I stumbled to my room
 Cried myself to sleep
 I should have known
 I’d fallen too deep
 
 He made me cry
 From the very start
 First, joy and then, pain
 He shattered my heart
 
 But no matter what I do, I can’t put him to blame
 Because the fault is mine, I know
 My heart was too weak
 And it wouldn’t let go
 
 I used to think love was happiness
 But I was wrong, and my attempts were in vain
 I couldn’t get him to stay
 And now I have nothing but tears and pain
 
 All the hopes I had
 And all my dreams
 Are now destroyed forever
 Ripped apart at the seams

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