Cry

Cry.
Alone in the dark.
No one sees you.
No one knows.
It's the dark pain inside.
The love of your life created.

Cry.
Alone in the rain.
No one notices.
That you're sobbing.
It's that never ending pain.
That your best friend can't mend.

Cry.
With your best friend.
Because she can't do a goddamned thing.

Why?
Because she's the one who caused it.

It wasn't a broken heart.
It is worse.
A never ending whole.
A never stopping pain.
And you don't even know.
When I say it's okay.
That I'm faking everything I say.
That I'm faking every word I mutter.
Cause, love, I knew I had it coming.

But it was too much to bear for another day.