Is this the end?

Empty promises and tears, is that what we’re condemned to?
I don’t know whether to believe the things you say.
We’ve both hurt each other but who, in the end, is the broken one?
Lift up both our shirts and no wound is there.
How do you measure the pain of the heart?
Maybe one day we will see the error of our ways.
Until then goodbye, my love.
But how can I say goodbye? You are a part of me.
My tongue can’t speak the words that you need to hear.
And your ears can’t hear the words my lips form anyway.
What’s the difference in caring and loving?
When do you just give up and call it quits?
People will always hurt you.
Only some will be worth the pain.
I’m not ready to give up on you.
I don’t think I ever will be.
You’re the gravity that holds me down.
You’re the soothing voice after a nightmare.
You’re the whisper of sweet nothings in the moonlight.
You’re the only one who’s worth the pain.
I’d walk through Hell for you.