Jaded

You should be able to tell that I'm jaded,

No love left, just a empty place to rest.

So useless,
STOP TRYIN
a message to the men after you
, no one compares to you.
A love of all loves, no better feelin what was it?
I'll tell you doom was it's name, lust was it's game,
a lust for love, self gratification,
not really knowing the scars that would be left behind,
a detriment to her soul.
Though intentions start out pure
No matter how much she pours
Out to you,
through you, there will never be another intimate moment shared,
too scared of her or she is of you.
Why? because your view is from a mountain top looking down on her,
for the foul choice she made to save you from her.
Who saves her from her?
No happily ever after no closure,
or understanding, just left with regret,
now she must go on, adding another failed love to her list
. If she soon doesn't get it there will be no more of her left to give.

JADED