You Broke my Promise and made a Liar out of Me You are heating up inside, You let your anger rise. There is so much that you hate me for But now it�s all gone a rye. You feel you need to yell, Or do something to get through to me. You say it doesn�t hurt, But lies are worse than memory. Your anger wont burn the bridges made from my love You�ve no feelings left for me. So why even try? Shaking fists and seething teeth Are now all that you own. Resent my love and my care, There�s something left that�s just no fair. I care that you don�t But not that it hurts. I don�t own your pain, You created it first. I hate your hate for me, It fits here so incompletely. Hate my very first, I love you. - Benjamin A. Page
