She sat for herself. In her hand she had another persons heart. Mine to be precise. She obviously haven't noticed it yet. I guess that if I just hush about it all. I won't be hurt. She says she's in love with a friend of mine. I look at her and tell her that she can who ever she want to. She nods, but her hearing is blocked. Her sight is blinded. Her sences are cut off and she is no longer reachable. I gave her all my time. I gave her all my heart. She tried to explain but she didn't excuse. Her voice still echoes in my ears and it will for eternity. I may never see her face, but I will not forget. I don't wish to be with her, I just wish the best for her whether or not it was with me is not the important factor. I want to see her smiling and not just a superficial one. I want to see her reshine again. Come out from the blur where she is now. She could've painted the world with colors, but she chose to remove them instead. She could've sung the secret chord, but instead she stopped singing. She could've flied, but instead she crashed. She could've inlighted my world, but instead she destroyed it.