Quiet Hour

I want to ask you why - Why you reached for me
When you knew damn well you were never going to stay.
Why you let your words touch me like they meant something,
When they were nothing but heat you planned to walk away from

You played with my hope like it was disposable.
Like my heart was some cheap thing you could pick up, 
Try on and toss aside without a second thought.
And I let you. I opened myself for one stupid,
Unguarded moment, and in that moment
My heart ran straight into your hands
before I even realized you weren't planning to catch it.

Now I'm left with the mess, wanting a touch
You never intended to give, aching for arms
That were never mine, hurting over a future
You never even imagined.

You've could've been honest. You could've kept your distance.
Instead, you let me fall, and you walked away clean,
While I'm here hurting from a wound you'll never feel.