what a waste.

What a waste to not have my eyes fixed on you.

What a waste to see what wasn't true.

What a waste to have her block my mind.

What a waste to look for what I didn't need to find.

What a waste of heart,

I guess a fresh new start.

Now it's time to restore,

To renew the love that slightly tore.

To trust no one but you,

And to let not a single soul through.

Am I upset?

Of course.

I let my guard down,

And now I must feel remorse.

To let someone else take your Holy crown.

How foolish of me!

God, how could I have been too blind to see?

Pick up the pieces of where I left off,

Seal my wounds.

I won't let the enemy win this time.