Brokenly Blissful

It hurts to be near you,

Because I know what you'll say.

Now even looking at your smile,

Won't make it okay.

I know that sparkle in your eyes,

Has nothing to do with me.

You think of us as only friends,

But I want to make you see.

I'm not concentrating anymore,

The sounds are all a blur.

For I know what I'm about to hear.

You're going to tell me about her.

My mind knows what is being said,

Too bad all of it's true.

Because even though I'm in denial,

She's not only friends with you.

Pounded, bloodied, broken, bruised,

Smashed into the ground.

Frantically trying to put together,

Something that can't be found.

And this is how you make me feel,

But you can never comprehend.

With every mention of you and her,

There's a broken heart to mend.

So next time you want to share with me,

Please remember this.

Never mention you and her,

Ignorance is bliss.