You hurt me more than I could've ever hurt you
And you shamed me of my definition for love and virtue
And I know I started it, but you flat on killed me some more
Even after I begged you, you shattered my pieces to the floor
And to see the being that I've become
To feel the dread of others but not some
The way you turned and twisted my joints
I must sound so out of tune and without a point

I wonder, is it possible that what could've been love one day
Turn to hate the next?
And every single message I sent
Was simply just a blab of text?

And do feelings for another simply change like weather?
A small dispute or argument can turn you on me like the cold winds of December?
One day you treat me sunny
But I'm kind of cloudy the next
But rather than blowing them away
You create a storm of a mess

Is it rainy, partly cloudy, or maybe a chance of shower?
I guess if it were weather, it could be predicted by the hour...

I was the cause that this happened, but you were the cause it went on
You prolonged it more than necessary
I have spoken for us as one

I gave a sincerist apology
You gave a sincerist lie
That you had forgiven me for the mistakes I'd made
When I bet you'd rather watch me die
I don't dwell on the past, but my mind is being eaten on the inside
By the thoughts and feelings being emitted, the ones that make me cry
A word of regret
Two seconds of time
A heartbreaking message
Will last a lifetime

Feelings though, will never change.