Given by love 

but torn by hate, 

a broken heart is not my fate. 

Countless times I've been hurt, 

treated like dirt 

and damaged. 

Taken advantage of,

and trying to manage my feelings, 

like the ceiling is falling down. 

I'm crushed. 

The person I once was is crushed 

by the trust I put into us. 

But now is gone 

along with the bond 

we once had. 

But I have moved on 

and improved my life. 

You're now in the past. 

A contrast from then to now, 

somehow you show more attention 

now that we have tension. 

Maybe you think 

we have another chance, 

but based on our circumstances, 

we can't advance.