I was holding the gun
You pulled the trigger
I put my neck through the noose
You were the hooded figure
I held the cup to my mouth
You tilted my hand
I want to hate you for this
But I don't know if I can
There are things I'd like to say
That should've been said before
Before I was left here crying,
Dying on this floor
I tell myself I'm over you
That this is all in the past
But deep inside I know
Just how long this pain will last
I have just three words for you
To tell the damage you've done
How hurt and broken we left me
While you thought we were having fun
Three words are all I can say
This bitter emotion all I can do
Three words to express my pain
Those words are 'I love you'
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