Hurt

Like the stinging of a nettle on young flesh

Guilt

Like nothing you would believe

Choice

The one thing I do not have anymore

Love

I will always have for you

Trust

I cannot anymore

Pain

Of being with you, being without you

Joy

That you gave me, I will always cherish

Disgust

The way you treated the people I love

Forgiveness

Shall never be yours

Goodbye my love.