It's kinda sad that I have learned to deal with things like this.



Being strong means being heartless.



Tell me, how do the scars feel after the wounds heal?

Did it burn when they cauterized?

Did it show that you were hiding the hurt inside?

Do your eyes still shine as bright as they did

the days when you were at your best?



Now that you're all alone and feeling sorry for yourself,

did it make sense to lie to me and deceive me like you did?

If you run away from me, I'm not running after you (cause I'm so tired).

If you turn away from this don't look back (cause I'll be gone).



If you go then I'll forget you.

When you're gone I won't miss you.

I'm sorry that's just the way I've learned to deal with a broken heart.

If you go then I'll forget you.

When you're gone I won't miss you.

I'm sorry that's just the way I've learned to deal

with a broken heart and broken promises.



It's been a long time since I've seen you and longer since we've talked.

And the last thing that I said was I had nothing to say.

Now I'm choking on my words.

All the things I didn't say that could have made it all ok.