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Love...Love-less...What Does It Matter?
I sit in my room, enclosed by these prison walls;
I sit here crying, letting the pieces of my life fall.
Will I ever love again? Will I survive?
Knowing that I lost the only person who makes me feel alive.
How do I cope, when does it end?
How can I be okay with the fact that we'll 'just be friends'?
I live each day, a shadow of the one before.
Each moment that goes by, I begin to hate you more.
You move on like you were never mine.
I stitch up my broken heart and it begins to heal with time.
I start over with some one new...
Too bad he gets the aftershock of what you put me through.
I can't trust him, I can never let him know the real me;
Or else he'll run off 'cause he doesn't like what he sees.
I can't let my guard down, or he'll see me as weak.
I can't stop it now, the pain I've held in begins to leak.
Never will I let down the wall I've built against his love for me.
Never will I return to the girl I used to be.
I collapse, I crumble, I begin to break.
The hole you left in my heart begins to ache.
Layer by layer, piece by piece,
He reaches out to the real me and I finally feel at peace.
I know I shouldn't worry or dwell on the past,
Because some things just aren't meant to last.
But I have to thank you for shattering my heart,
'Cause I wouldn't have found the courage to make a brand new start.
I finally have someone who loves me for all that I am and for what I will be.
Even if my heart is scarred by someone who pretended to love me
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