I gave you my hands when yours were tired,
my time, my dreams, my burning fire.
I bent my pride just ti make you stay,
loving you more with each passing day.

But while I was busy choosing you,
you were choosing someone new.
I build us hope from broken parts,
you broke your promise—and my heart.

Now I wonder what all this meant,
the love, the loss, the years I spent.
Was I too much or not enough,
for a love that gave up when things got tough?

I've been striving every day, in every way,
just to satisfy you someday.
Sacrifice was never all I could do,
I'd even catch ten thousand stars for you.

It felt like a blazing dagger in my back,
a sudden force ready to crack.
Pressure building, trapped inside,
like a rock about to split wide.

I used to love running through field of green,
they reminded me of you—so clean.
Now that same garden stings my sight,
as hatred slowly fills the light.

That green I once called peace and home,
now stains my eyes wherever I roam.
What used to heal now cuts me deep,
memories I never asked to keep.

I gave you love with open hands,
you answered it with broken plans.
I stayed honest, I stayed ture,
while lies kept gwoing around you.

Still I carry what we were,
even if it's painful, event if it hurts.
Loving you was never wrong—
trusting was truly wrong.