please don’t think
that this is me giving up- i’m not
you’re all i ever wanted
and i hate being the one left behind
my heart is bruised
you’ll never know what you’ve done to me
i tried to tell myself it didn’t matter
but you haunt my thoughts and whisper in my ear
and this may not mean much
but i don’t think i’ll ever be the same
so this is me killing the rest of my pride
and hoping for the best
as i try to land this battered love
that's sure to burst into flames