Your side of the bed is empty
And so is the part of my heart that you once lived in
My eyes are so dry
There are no more tears left to cry
Memories of you everywhere I turn
The pictures of you I just want to burn
Your love I would once yearn
But not after I found out about you and her
No trust, no love
No angel from above
What do you think?
-Esjae x
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