Something happened to me when our relationship died,
Something happened to me right when we said goodbye.
I felt so different, I had no heart.
We had broken up before but I felt this was the end,
The end of ever being loved by her again.
What was I to do?
Without her I am so lost,
I feel that she should be paying the cost.
But she isn't, I am.
I am afraid to love another,
But afraid I should not be,
For I will find another perfect for me.