You can judge me,

No really, it doesn’t get any worse.

No insult could crush me any further.

No word more hurtful could break me any deeper.

No abuse can make me anymore insecure.

Judge me, I just might find it enlightening.

You wanna know the worst heart break?

It’s the one you live through.

The one whose arms you sleep in,

And wake up to every morning.

It’s the one whose pain you chose to embrace,

In fear of leaving and losing your mind.

You wanna know the worst heartbreak?

Ask the wife who sees her husband run to the arms of a woman,

While she makes his diner.

You wanna know the worst heartbreak?

As the girl whose man begged for her love.

And now she eats off of his rejection.

Have you ever wished to go back to an old love?

The one you took for granted, the one who called you,

And you never picked up,

You knew he’d call you again.

The one who wished you a blessed morning and sweet dreams,

Every morning and every dream?

You wish you could go back to that time,

And thank him for loving you.

But maybe this is what you get,

For not being happy enough, grateful enough,

For wanting more.

So please, Judge me….

Judge me as much as you can.

Judge me for being ungrateful,

Judge me for being unloving.

Crush me, insult me, make me feel insecure…

Make me feel something…anything,

Except this heartbreak I’m living.