The Key

When I thought I really did love him, and that he could've been with me.

You had the key the whole time,

but you just threw it away.

 

You took the key,

and threw it away like trash.

 

I trusted you with the key,

and what do you do?

Give it back to me like its nothing to value.

 

With giving you the key,

I tried opening my heart,

but I guess I didn't open it enough.

 

With the key,

I tried to show you me,

but I guess I didn't show you enough.

 

The key that I now posses,

is rusting away,

because of all the tears that have fallen upon it.

 

The key that I thought would only be yours,

is now back with me,

and because of you,

may never be given away again.