I tried to lose her in the liquor. I tried to lose her when she’s already lost. The memory of her though, it’s stayed, it stayed, it stayed. It won’t ever leave me be.

I tried to lose her in the arms of another. But I lost my self control before I could. And the tears came, they came, they came, they came. They wouldn’t stop.

I’ve tried to lose the girl I’m not yet ready to let go of. And now my cheeks are streaked and my head is pounding. And she’s gone, but she’s still here.

—  you left, so please just leave.
What happens when you cheat....

When you cheat on someone you ruin their outlook on more than just you; you ruin their outlook on themselves, relationships, and trust.
After a person is cheated on, they will forever ask themselves why they weren’t good enough. What did they do wrong.? Would you have stayed faithful if they had done or said something differently.? If they had talked more or talked less.? Spent a little more time trying to look good for you.? Spent more time trying to be the person you wanted.? They will over analyze every thing they ever did or said. They will start to question every action they made, trying to figure out what they did to make you cheat.
They will forever have issues trusting in relationships. When they meet someone new, they will be reluctant to let that person in, in fear of getting hurt again. They will question that persons every move and intention. They will have problems trusting a person who has done nothing to not be trusted. They bring the hurt of what you did to them into a new relationship.
They’re not doing this intentionally; in their mind, they are just trying to protect their heart. They are just trying to avoid having to feel the way you made them feel. Because they don’t want to ever feel the heart wrenching, stomach turning, ache of feeling inadequate, not good enough, like something was wrong with them.
You see, when you cheat on someone, you are changing their every thought process. You are making them question every aspect of their being. You take a vital piece of them. You change them forever.

He told me that we couldn’t fix what was already broken.
I told him that broken crayons still color.
He said no one wants to deal with that. It’s much easier to just find new crayons. Throw the old ones away.
And you wonder why I still feel like trash.
—  You threw me away.