You Left

If my heart had a way to vent,
It couldn’t have waited,
To whine in dissatisfaction,
While baring it’s cracks;
The cracks you’d played part in creating.

You left,
Without a care,
After stabbing me in the most fatal parts of my heart.
You couldn’t careless,
About what was on my mind then,
You just left;
How could you?

You really left,
Thinking back, I’d been too blind,
To read between the lines
of your cold yet enchanting words.
Now that you left,
I snapped out of my daze too.
Now;
I’m so done with you and I couldn’t care less.