• The pen is shaking in my hand,
    As I write you this message.

    Why can't you see that I loved you?
    That I cared for you?
    I guess you were only using me.

    I guess I was blinded by love.
    How could I be such a fool?
    Not to see through your lies.

    Life isn't always fair.
    And know I see this.

    I see that all love is,
    is black ink and velvet hearts.