I lend my heart,
And I didn't expect
You returned it broken.
Thoughts of hurtful deeds,
Ignorance of painful acts,
Embracing awful feelings.
Of all those awful arts
You drew inside me,
I want to neglect everything in you
And yet those matter
Causing much suffering from doing.
It's hard for me
To unlove you
For until now,
I'm still into you.