22. Nothing to say
You tore me apart,
Hell! I don't even know where to start.
I don't know how to describe the misery you put me through,
What did I ever do to you?
Did I hurt you the way you did to me?
Or is it just my sadness you enjoyed to see?
Did I make you cry at night?
Did I make you feel you can do nothing right?
Did I make you feel bad about yourself?
Or you just enjoyed making me feel bad about myself?
What kind of pain did I cause to you?
What kind of wrong act did I do?
I gave you my heart and you threw it away,
and now I have nothing to say.
-Sara Islam
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