The Pain Is Gone #becauseIloveyou
I could put up with the names and the games
but my heart hurt from repeated battering & lies
He could tell me he loved me coming from her home
he could tell me the best things looking in my eyes
when I rose to my feet, I could rise and rise
But my strength was his weakness, so he began to despise
my laughter and smile, because I refused to cry
I refused to get back on my knees and beg for his kiss
And, I think I'm healthier now but the names and the games
and the lies, accompanied by loving hands I would miss
only for slight moments in time, before realizing I'm in the past
And, I know the good is gone but most importantly,
this is often overlooked,
the pain never lasts
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