Having hatred in my heart, faced with the dilemma to let it show
Still had love for her, what was there to gain by letting her know
Hurting inside now, because many expected it would be my fault
Times heartbroken, don’t amount to having my wounds filled with salt
Having loved and loss, she would have been better to not have loved at all
Claim happiness walking out on love, picked up my feet bracing for her downfall
Blame it on the beginning, because in the end it was not a matter of concern
Damages filed on her lover’s insurance, savior the memories from love burns
Rain down on my face, for in this moment there are no tears to shed
Emotions flood my heart, would rather drown than to have her love instead.
Can not explain all my feelings, cause my mind is in a mode of recovery
These are words from hindsight, my insight provided foresight for my discovery
My Future, My Present, now she is just an object in the rearview of My Past
Felt cursed from this gift but this gift is now for my first, cause My first shall be my last.