He says my love is soft, kind, and blind.
He says my love is wasted.
He says someday I will see.
I look back now, and see my disaster.
He says I can choose to learn.
I choose to realize my love was wasted on you.
Your confession carved flesh and bone until it found my heart.
You were always looking for someone better.
Your words left an aching void; where my heart was meant to be.
I see now, my love was wasted on you.
The jaws of the abyss were sealed by time, and love.
There is no longer emptiness in me.
My heart has found its way back to where it should be.
It is now clear to see my love was wasted on you.