Yes, you tried to heal me,
Like fixing broken shards of glass.
Once love poured again, the glass breaks,
For the broken pieces do not fall into place,
Not like a jigsaw.

A sharp, stinging feeling cuts through my heart,
When I see you smiling, not with me, but with her.
Even if all of it was a charade,
It made my feelings fade.
I hugged the stone-cold pillars,
And they reminded me of you.
No matter how warm my heart was,
It never made yours warm with love.

Green demon; jealousy gobbles my mind,
Yet I drift myself away from you,
Trying my best to row my boat away from yours,
Hoping they never cross paths.
I build walls around my stabbed heart,
For I fear to be abandoned again.