The End Of Our Story

This thing we share
Has brought me to insanity
If this here is love
I think we invented a mental disorder

At times I fall for the fairy tales we used to tell
Now I think about the hours I wasted on dreaming
And it makes me want to break all my mirrors
See, everybody knew I loved you with my heart and soul
If you couldn’t see that then I can recommend an optometrist

What’s the point in saying I love you
Sheesh, all it gave me was hope and no action
I’m living on ten thousand tanks of hope
How about some soul searching
I looked through mine and it was missing you

We played cupid’s game like two birds in one nest
I think his dart broke before it hit your heart
Sorry are my words to vivid for you
Well. Then you want to trade for my nightmares

Yes, this kind of poetry puts me in a new light
I guess it’s better than living in utter darkness
Here’s a thought free of charge
If you want out of this physcotic affair
Walk out the door and don’t you look back
Don’t worry about me
Just learn how to count your regrets