Broken Dreams

I would rather remember our seductive smiles breakfast for two, playing in bed evenings full of laughter and screams. of conquering the world of grabbing those keys to everlasting happiness, it was all we could see ... and not of the nights waiting, pacing the floor watching as minutes bled into hours each second slicing deeper. why you never called when you said you would and never came home. guess you never really cared not about me, choosing instead to leave was she worth it? the stolen kisses, the lies you lived the hell you put me through. as I sat there, disbelieving with my heart on the door splattered damaged broken in two, how could you?