Angry she screamed, "How are you existing!?"
Broken she cried, "How did I not mean anything?"

Falling on her knees she begged for the pain to be over.
She prayed again and again needing some sort of closure.

While it  was all fun and games for him.. to her it was something real. She'd give up anything right now if it meant she didn't have to feel.

A once so smart careful wide open eyed girl...now a mess on the floor. He's her ghost, the devil, a heartbreak..who should've remained behind a locked door.

Too many times she let him in.
Little by little... a little more closer,
he knew just what he was doing.

He gave different parts of himself each time he came back. Something that gave her just a little more hope, she couldn't see his plan of attack.

But within his distance she started to see.
The bullshit he was pulling
The words,excuses he was using
.. she saw it all so clearly.

Couldn't hug or kiss her anymore because it was all too hard... couldn't talk to her because words hurt so she didn't bombard.

Rest assured though...  it's not because he found someone else. Offering up that information is exactly what that spells.

That being the only reason she'd ever walk away.
He made it very easy for her to want to forget his face.