I still wait for that text message. The one saying you're sorry..you hit just the right place, cracking open all my emotions and engorging the hemmorage with a crowbar
And then you left.
I still check your facebook, looking for signs that you miss me. I sure miss you.
I didn't think I could grow so attached so quickly, and yet in did. Only to be let down. Thrown down.
Although I should move on, memories of happiness in others causes me physical pain and disgust.
I still wait for you, although I shouldn't.
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