Untitled, of course

I already knew what had happened.

Your silence screamed at me.

I wish I knew what was to come,

And what one night could mean.

I wish the words were never spoken.

I never should have asked.

I should have let the feeling come,

and then have let it pass.

But I had to hear you tell me.

Only your words could make it real.

I never imagined the damage done,

or how cheap I’d come to feel.

The words were spoken silently.

And how quickly my world crumbled.

I had to endure the broken heart,

because you had to stumble.

I told you I didn’t need you.

I hid my screaming and my tears.

I was dying on the inside,

but I had to face my fears.

I had never felt so dirty,

so exposed or so abused.

You took what I had given you,

and suddenly I felt used.

Nothing could have made this better,

or taken the pain away.

You killed a little piece of me,

the night you chose to play.

Here I am, still damaged goods.

The heartache never ceases.

Tears still fall by the day,

And my heart is still in pieces.