I Was Listening

It's been a few months now and I still wake up with a pain in my chest

Much better now than before after the necessary rest

So tired now of placing the blame, it became my fault too

I take responsibility- you see My Dear, I was listening to you

Listened to all the tear stricken conversations

Dealt with the emotional toil

It was much easier to be proud, share thoughts and laugh

But the torment, torture and travail needs to run completely through

In order for me to piece myself back together

Loving you was the easy part

I won't mention the most difficult part

You should know, I was listening

I was always in your corner

Undoubtedly and faithfully