I hate that...
Her heart that used to be warm,
is now cold as ice
That the spark she once had in her eyes for me,
no longer glows as bright
I hate that she no longer puts in,
much of an effort
And even now when I try my hardest,
she still seems unaffected
But...
I realized that she is now this way,
because of my doing
So how can I complain about what I ruined?












