I stand in the winds of hatred. My mind replays the words you said. I didn't really know what else to do but get attached to you. You allowed me to love. I never put anything above. I loved you more than I could ever show pieces of. I guess this is my reality. Falling for the people that will never love me for me. Until I found this girl that loves every bit of my soul. My body. She only sees the beauty. The scars are what makes me. I may still cry over you but I'm not broken. I'm alive and breathing. As I hear your words repeating, I seem to feel our memories depleting. Believing I was the last one to feel this pain you gracefully bestowed upon me. I try my best to understand it. It only takes someone, so dead inside, to kill other's spirit. Well, I guess you're much happier without the only one that wanted to ever make you happy. I know you're miserable. I know you hate yourself everyday because of it. I'm not stupid. It's you who had it all. I had a broken heart and black coal for a lover.
