You stole what was left of my heart <br />But I still Kicked you out <br />Now I can't stop crying <br />Or move on without every little doubt <br /> <br />After you left that day <br />I couldn't eat or sleep <br />Then I lost our baby I carried <br />That I knew I couldn't keep <br /> <br />I'm still wondering what if? <br />Why you didn't care enough to stay <br />Was I just a roof over you head? <br />Was i just another bed to lay? <br /> <br />I told you to leave <br />So why does it hurt so much? <br />Not to know how you are <br />Not to be able to touch <br /> <br />I wanted you to hug me <br />And tell me it'd be alright <br />I wanted you to hold me <br />After we'd made love all night <br /> <br />I had to yell and stomp my feet <br />Just to get anything done <br />But whenever I'd tell you to go <br />You'd grab your shit and run <br /> <br />Was I not worth the effort? <br />Did my love not count for shit? <br />Why didn't you hold on to me? <br />I though you'd used me for every bit <br /> <br />Why didn't you fight for me? <br />Was it so easy for you to leave? <br />I told you million and a half times <br />The bad stuff's easier to believe. <br /> <br />6/17/2011<br /><br />Angelique' Rockwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bad-stuff-s-easier-to-believe/
