Electrocardiography (flat line)

you held me close and held me tight
you touched me light and kissed me
right

you picked the correct words, we showed
each other both worlds, i was something
like you girl and something special like
a pearl

you capacitated my mind, you accompanied
my time, you were the one that was mistaken
as mine, but neither I or you mind we were both good
we were fine

you almost made me your wife, I almost gave you
my life you changed up on me inspite...of my...

...despite of how i felt, without the consent or
how i dealt....with it, with no remorse you played ME
to the left

you went on to the next one without even having
ONE. You made it loud and clear you were done.

so now you done FUCKIN me and you see, you have
a hold on me now you decide to get up and leave.

after I get use to "my side of the bed" and laying
down caressing your head staring at where you use
to lay your head, for you to tell me "this relationship
dead"....

how do i deal how the HELL do i cope with that...
the fact that i wont be back laying where im
pose to be at

that was OUR bed these were OUR sheets, our plans
where WE sleeped you were my man my comfort the
when i cried to i ran...

And the only thing you said, sitting on OUR bed
was "I dont know i just cant do it....obviously
it's just dead"...