Breathe, Please Breathe.

No matter how many times I write it out,
It never seems to get through to myself.
It hurt more than you'll ever know about,
And yet I can't describe the pain I felt.

Imagine someone told you you were everything to them,
And they claimed they loved you everyday of your life.
Then imagine two smooth years suddenly were dead
And you were left alone to pick up a mess of their lies.

Would you now understand why I never say how I feel?
Would you understand me when I say that I can't love myself?
How could you think this would be a clean break & seal?
Didn't you see the way my heart broke when you left?

I can't say I am over it completely,
But I got over the vast part of it.
I still can't walk home when I feel lonely,
And I still can't say this.

Imagine you were in my place,
And that I built you up only to let you fall.
Then imagine I never helped you through the hate,
And I left you to cry on the floor in the hall.

Would you see why I don't look at things the same way anymore?
Would you hear me when I say I don't want to live that way again?
How could you feel so proud when I was suffocating behind locked doors?
Didn't you smell the salt from m tears when I held my head in my hands?

But I know I'm never going to be your sweetheart,
Because I'm with my true love.
I know I'll never look back and think of how we fell apart,
Because I've moved forever on.