Lost Lover

She's a waste of time
Just a waste of a breath
A waste of a memory
That no one kept
She hates her life
Hates him more
He's the one
Who took her to the floor
What is love
When love is gone
After the battle is over
And there is only one
She washes her face
Cleans her hands
But the bruises on her body
Begin to set in
The glass is broken
Stains on the ground
In her head
A repeting sound
After the trip to the coffee table
And over the couch
She raced to where
She got the gun out
She took one step forward
And he took one step back
Off of the floor
He eased up a shard of glass
Forward again
She asked him to stop
He lunged at her
She closed her eyes and shot
Now she looks in the mirror
With all the blood washed away
Flowing with the water
Traveling down the drain
Where did the love go
And why did she cry
When the one she loved
Just had to die?