You left me in pieces My heart is in two For you are not mine Because he is with you You promised a future But I'm stuck in the past You said that you'd be there Do you remember that? My nights are now sleepless My days are now wasted Not living or dead In-between the spaces. The gun is already loaded There's no turning back You walk in the room My dead body on the floor. Just skin and flesh A body, nothing more. This letter says why I'd do this to you. Maybe if you'd find it You'd know I love you.
I put "it's just so...." so many times because I can't come up with a word to describe. It. On one hand, it's absolutely terrible. But on the other hand...I would guess that it's true and heartfelt and that it's beautiful. I guess. Does that male any sense? Did I just use an oxymoron?