My heart suffers a scar from our decision to go different ways.

But what makes it worse is your decision to spread dirt on my name.

I have no contacts, nobody to defend me, which is why everyone seems to be my enemy.

They all preach your bravery, your efforts to be sweet.

Yet they discredit me, call me warped and weak.

You wrote our story but with a twist,

Yet nobody will know and throw fists.

I didn't see it coming, I tried so hard not to care.

But your words wound me beyond repair.