Next Time

Next time baby, I'll be bullet proof. And next time maybe, it won't be you who breaks a heart but who gets your heart broken. Next time maybe, or at least I'm hoping. That next time I see it before it hits me in the chest. The heart ache, the hurt and the brokenness. Because compared to how I feel now and the way I felt before. I swear it's never hurt so bad , I've never felt so sore, inside my heart. Deep inside my chest, the place where you once lived is now just a place of loneliness. Full of sorrow and full of regret. It's so hard for me but I have to reset myself, now that we're apart. I need to reset my life but I need a jump start. I just need a push, in the right direction. Because I've reached a crossroads, I'm at an intersection. And I'm standing here alone, for the first time in years. I'm standing here without you but I won't shed any tears. I won't cry for you, I'll just pick myself up. And I won't lie to you, I'd thank you but, I can't find it in me. Where's the forgiveness? I just can't find it in me, I guess the hate is endless. Otherwise I might say thank you, for the jump start. I'd thank you for the push, in the right direction. As i sit here and wait for the girl who's my heart's resurrection. But I can't say thank you, not to you. I just hope next time you hurt, as much as I do. Next time maybe, or at least I'm hoping. I just wish next time was this time because my heart's still broken.