It hurt too much.
I pushed too far.
I got my hopes up.

It hurt some more.
Couldn't tell you what for.
It would tip her off.

She doesn't know
How I loved her so
And it's for the best

And for what's left
I laid it all to rest
With that dismal
Summer day.

And in my heart it rained.
It stormed.
It was broken, battered, torn.
But it's healing now.

Let's hope that I don't love her anymore.