How Is It

 How is it so easy for you.

To do and say all things you do.

To walk and breathe without a heart.

Said Nobody from the start.

It is always after all is said and done.

After all of the believing and feeling that you were the one.

With no dignity and definitely NO CLASS.

Going behind us and making me look like an ass.

You knew what you were doing this whole time.

Giving me just enough to believe that you were all mine.

Again I ask, How was it so easy for you.

Always knowing that we were through.

To play your games as good as you did from the start.

To walk and breathe without a heart.

Manipulating everything so you could always get what you were wanting.

 No matter the price, the cost, the sacrifice, to us is ever haunting.

Then when I finally asked you Why Did You Do It.

Without hesitation and to my eye with another lie you spit.

Get The Fuck Out I said as I was finished with this truth that never was.

Dealing with the realization of it all after the fact and what this really does.

Just kills anything I had to do with all of it slowly on the inside of my heart.

Processing all of the broken pieces in mending to give myself a start.

Watching you pack all of yourself with a smile as you moved onto your other.

So nice to see you stole our time behind my back to find you another.

It is true that letting go of your pride is very hard.

Just wanting them to hurt as much if not more and yet you don't play that card.

They say there is a calm before the storm.

Wanna hear something fuzzy and warm.

There is also a calm after the storm with some destruction.

Up to you to clean yourself up and do some construction.

 Build that heart strong enough for you to live in.

Be it a Shack or a Mansion whichever is your given.

Keep it warm, Keep it cozy, and always full of love for yourself and see.

That you built something special for yourself outta ?LoveMe?