Love lost, not really

I feel so broken, battered and sore
I feel that my heart is too worn
Turning over late through the night
Another day is what helps me get by
A different path through the supermarket
Just to stop myself being reminded of you
And the anguish and the guilt
Crashing over me in one resounding boom
Haha and thank you for everything but i wouldn't fuck you for anything
So this is where we part
Peace, love going your way
But it'll get lost with the mail, okay?