Bitter

I miss your sweet lips.

Then i remember what you did.

Crushed my spirit bit by bit.

Grabbed hold of my heart and just ripped,

until there was nothing left of it.

 You once said you loved me, thats the story you told.

 Then you took it back, Now i'm bitter and cold.

My heart doesn't beat, there is nothing left but mold.

You use to take my hand when ever we would meet.

Now you walk on the opposite side of the street.