I’m unsure as to what to feel.
Whether that’d be to cry or to hold my chest in shear pain.
I lay in bed and hurt, as my memories flood in and take over.
You said you wouldn’t know if you’d move on, now simple days like these have me imagining what you’d do with that other person.
You said that no, it wasn’t my fault, that you were the one needed fixing.
Then why can’t you wait, why are you telling me not go wait for you.
I feel as if every time I love they become painful memories I live with, but what’s to life without love?
I don’t know what I’ll do if you move on, that’s what I’m most scared of.
I just want to forget everything.
For all my love given was never enough..
From now I just hope for the world to finally give me what I always truly wanted.