"You..."

The days seem to be getting longer by the second
My stomach turns when I start to think about what happened

My head twists and turns looking for solutions
But instead I use a blade for clarification
For my brain, my heart, and all my affections

My only concern is for my feelings of pity
Of my hearts empathy,
For yours,
But you give no sympathy,

You easily turn away,
Or alienate the feelings you had,
You pushed away the love,
That I gave to you,
There's no more stimulation,
Just deep emotional, pain and no comprehension
Of my temperamental attitude
And disposition towards you

And I have the tendency,
The habit of turning impulsive
And so I looked away
From the love you displayed
And demonstrated to me
On the day you said you loved me

But I'm no fool or buffoon you nitwit
So don't make yourself the victim you idiot
My words may have no meaning or significance to you
But your words let my walls down
But I'm picking them up because of you
My heart still stops when I think or look at you

And it's sad to think of what use to be
but never grew
And it hurts to think of what could've been
But never would
And I know I can no longer smile
when I think of you...