It's those late nights,

where the silence takes over

and my mind tells me that I was never good enough for you.

Or that I never stood a chance against her,

and that at the end of the day,

it was my fault that we never worked out

That's the reason why I'm the one lying alone

in the the treacherous dark,

falling deeper and deeper

into those self ending thoughts.

While you,

you're holding her in your arms

surrounded by a fortress of love.

-theoriginal