My hand grabs the pen,
The pen reaches the paper,
I can see the ink gliding across the page oh so gracefully,
Yet, I do not know what I am writing,
Love is such a strong word,
But yet again, so is hate
When you say these words,
you don't know who you are hurting.
You messed with my head,
You messed with my heart,
I guess it was enough to tear us apart,
But it's alright, it's cool,
My heart is broken,
And it's all my fault,
I should have never let you go,
But here I am,
I can't explain it, this feeling, this notion,
You were the one who set my heart in motion.
Who knew that you could be the one,
The one to stop it and break it?