"Vile"

Images, reminders of you I see, why do you haunt me still?  You came, you left ... so why does your memory still haunt me?

I feel the pain all over again, I'm reliving that day, and I still love you.  It hurts me more to say that, but you will never know.

I have found this new love, yet why do you still linger in my thoughts?  Leave me now, vilest of the vile, lowest of the low.  And give back to me that which is mine -- my heart.