Me and my broken heart

That gunshot wound, will never heal.

Since you pulled the trigger, you took a piece of me that I might not get back.

And in return, I got hate. Why me? What did I do wrong?

You put so much sorow and hatred into me.

And now that you're gone , it feels like you're still here

I can't hate you, my heart won't let it even if I tried.

I'm still in love with you.

You broke me and my fragile heart. 

I'll be saved one day but today isn't that day.