Pain made to order

I have died. Killed by the one I loved.
Killed by a blow that I didn't see coming,
never expecting that to happen.
I'm sorry if you thought that I was laughing
with the situation. It's my way to hide the
pain.
I'm sorry if I didn't fought enough 4 our love.
I'm sorry that I didn't seem to care, but believe
me I've never felt so bad after a break-up. Never...
I'm sorry that we can't be together anymore.
I hope you may be happy one day while I'll
be sitting in a corner crying and thinking of the
best time of my life...