It Smarts

Despite the humour I did feign,

I cannot deny you caused me pain,

Time moves on and you don't care,

Yet hurt is still very much there.

The wound feels like it's rubbed in salt,

And yet I don't feel it's your fault,

You had the head fuck to a tee,

But the problem here has to be me.

You have moved on with life's flow,

The sadness I feel you'll never know,

I'll slap you but also won't,

I hate you but also don't.

The pain you caused can never mend,

And this you'll never comprehend.

For in this mess I do drown,

And worse of all I let you down.