Will someone
please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken
heart
That you're deserting for better company?In a
dark room, in a small apartment, he sits on a small couch in a small
town. His name is Dougie Poynter, and he was a gifted man. He had an
amazing apartment, and amazing job, and he was married to an amazing
woman.
In a bright room, in a large house, she sits on a
large chair in a large town. Her name is Mia Poynter, and she was a
gifted woman. She had an amazing apartment, an amazing job, and she
was married to an amazing man. I can't accept that it's
over...
And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In
the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
Dougie walked into the apartment at 3:00 am, drunk as a fish, and a woman attatched to his neck. The woman wasn't Mia, no, it was Jeniffer, the assistant. They made their way to the bedroom where their clothes were discarded.
Mia returned from
her mother's the next morning to the shock of her young life.
So
just say how to make it right
And i swear I'll do my best to
complyTears stream down his face as he remembers the
night his wife left him. The one night he wishes he could take back.
The night that will haunt him forever.
She told him she couldn't do it anymore. She couldn't take him back after what he'd done. He begged and pleaded with her, but there was no turning back now.
She was gone. Tell me am i right to think that
there could be nothing better I feel I must interject here you're getting carried
away feeling sorry for yourself
Than making you my bride and slowly
growing old together
With these revisions and gaps in
history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and
graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture
on why I have to leave
She never planned to look in the eyes of Dougie Poynter again. She never planned to return to the sceene, but things like this are rarely planned.
She stepped into the apartment one last time, hearing the wimpering Dougie still seated on the couch where she last saw him, in the same state.
Mia shook her head, clenched her fists, and closed her eyes as tight as she could.
"Stop it."
The wimpers continued.
"STOP IT, DOUGIE! What right do you have to cry? Who do you think you are? It was me who was hurt, Dougie. Me!"
The blonde shook his head, and let it fall in his hands, wishing and praying that the world would swollow him whole, until he found the words he was looking for.
"I-I
l-love you, M-mia..." So please back away and let me
go
I can't my darling i love you so...
"Please don't leave me. I love you, a-and I need you."
Tears run down her face.
"I love you too, Dougie, but I can't do this. I can never trust you again." She shook herself from his grasp and continued out the door.
He lunged at her once more.
"Please, Mia! We can start from
nothing, I'll move out and we can just start from dating again, I
don't care, I just need to be with you!" He sobbed. Tell
me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than
making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don't you feed
me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right
if you keep tearing out the sutures
"Dougie... We..we can't." She looks in his eyes properly for the first time in weeks.
"We can't-"
"We
can! I know we can! We've been through so much together, please don't
throw that away, Mia!" I know that I have made
mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
She shakes her head one last time, tears streaming out of her eyes at record speed, soaking her cheeks.
"I love you, Mia..."
You've got a lure i can't deny,
But
you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye"I
love you too, Dougie, so much..."
His eyes light up at her words.
"But I can never forgive you for what you've done. I'm sorry."
And with that final statement, she exits the building, leaving Dougie Poytner on the dining room floor.
