For 3 years, he lost his rootsFor 3 years, my heart remains broken For 3 years, his heart remains brokenFor 3 years, he hid the truth from meI saw him onstage, my only focusUntil our eyes metUntil those tears brimmed my eyesTIll his eyes turned moistI was his last targetDid he meet somebody prettier?Did he forget all that we shared together?I watched his lean figure slowly walk away from meStanding there like a freak showNow, he watches me as I walked awayHis feet rooted to the groundHis eyes never left her backHis eyes held painWas I just imagining it?"He loves you" Couldn’t you have just told me the unknown truth that you held for so long?  ForewordTweet Me: @unstanflopkon