If You Gave Me a Chance.

It feels like peeling a band-aid off of an open wound
every time I have to hear her talk about how she has tricked you.
I've seen the way she treats you, dear,
and it kills me every time I have to watch
as she tears you apart.
You're my best friend, the subject to my love,
so your pain presses on my heart.
She's made you a little, lost puppy,
no idea what to say or do.
She has broken you down and turned you inside out.
And I see her small, triumphant smile every time,
that she successfully bruises both your heart and mine.
I see that you've never felt this way,
no matter how much it hurts, you can do nothing but stay.
You think it is your fault,
that you somehow deserve these holes in your heart.
You've got this illusion that she loves you,
that things will all work out,
that this will somehow change,
and it will all be okay.
But, dear, why can't you see,
that it is just going to be like this,
the whole way through.
Things will never change,
if you stay it will only be this girl hurting you.
You may calal me selfish,
but my heart can't take this anymore.
I cry for you every night.
At 11:11 I wish for your smile.
I wish you could see that you deserve better,
that you don't have to get hurt all the time.
Your tears are rain,
and I am a bug being crushed under the drops.
the drops never cease to miss my heart, and crush it and tear it apart.
If only you could see, you only have to give me a chance.
I would never hurt you the way she has.
If you gave me a chance,
your wrists would be clean and you wouldn't need to keep that gun in your drawer.
If you gave me a chance,
I would be there for you.