Lying here on a cold slate off memories and tears
I never knew it would be so hard to wipe us off.
I’ve been up for days thinking so hard
Of the days we’ve spent together.
The days that were once so warm and radiant
But now that you’ve thrown them in the fire,
I find myself ducking beside them searching for warmth.
Sifting through the ashes, I can see broken pieces of me.
But somehow the flames did not affect you.
I’ve tried to throw you against the wall,
But you whisper lies to them and they catch you.
I see you standing across the field and wonder.
Wonder how a field once filled with roses could turn to blood so quickly.

Some consider love to be battlefield,
If the saying is true, then I refuse.
I refuse to be caught crying in the crossfire,
And I refuse to be the one stuck in this hole.
For I know that if I lay here too long
You’ll run from the sidelines and try to bury me again.
All you do is wander and I feel so sorry for you.
You have no one to love, and though you do not deserve it at all,
I wish you would find someone.
I hope with my whole existence in this time
That you will someday find someone.
And that someone will someday leave you for someone perfect,
Because you will indefinitely deserve that.

Maybe if our paths cross again,
I will be the one standing tall and proud.
I will look down on you and see you cold and almost lifeless.
I’ll see your broken heart all over your face
Because you have cried it out of your being.
Seeing you like that will trigger empathy,
And I will bend down to wipe your face clean.
You will want me back when that day comes,
And you may even beg for me to put life back into your numb mind.
All I can say is this:
I remember when I was a mirror image of you.
I can recall how it feels having the life sucked out of you at someone else’s expense,
I hope you can now see what you did to me.