Every tear you shed,
Everything I said,
I was drunk I didn't mean it,
Just another excuse to hear,
I pray that you'd come back and sit,
But a broken angel is what I fear,
No number of pie could make it better,
Nor amount of cases to drown pain out,
Till one day I received a letter,
It was from you without a doubt,
"I'll come back but not the same",
I was confused but still was glad,
It felt like some sick twisted game,
But your blue eyes looking sad,
That was all I could ever see,
Till the day you came back to me,
It was everything I had feared,
A broken angel with sad blue eyes.

-bunny