After it all
Was it worth it?
The pain? The hurt he inflicted?
The anguish you felt as he left?
Does
it soothe you to imagine
that if it were me,
of all
people, I would of given you my best.
Is it strange to know
that you've thrown away
the one thing that he couldn't give?
It must be painful to
think that you have pushed me aside
and with that, you now must live.
In a world so infested
with people like him,
does it hurt you to think of me?
Because after it all,
was it worth it?
That pain you didn't foresee.