Hurting Starts Now

I thought I had you and now I know that even when I had you in my embrace. You were never ready to face my darkest place. Maybe I'm just fooled by all you said and the way you pretend. But I could never be the one true thing to be tend. And yes I know in f**ked up and have no respect. But maybe all this time it has been you you was being send to be my challenge to tend. To fight but I wasn't suppose to be fighting for life no. I was suppose to be held and tell that you would keep me save from fights. She always told me about how you hurt and hurt and hurt and hurt and hurt and hurt and hurt and hurt till she was done. No words spoken she walked out with one sentence lingering in the cold weather air. No more I'm done. She was smart but now the hurt really starts.