Strong enough to leave you,
but weak enough to need you.
Cared enough to let you walk away.
It’s like I always put you first on my priority list, however I am no longer your first on it.
The silence encompeses me as I evaluate what is left of my heart. Even the slightest relief is inevitable and every thought is deceiving. When we speak, I cannot help to remain neutral. My thoughts begin to explode as I am unable to remain controllable. Isn’t it quite humorous how we can feel this energy that pulls us together, yet we still chose to remain silent.
My lungs are sore from breathing.
My heart is sore from beating.
How many times can your heart break,
Before you’ll actually feel it?
I miss him. I really miss him. I thought I would be over him by now, but I can’t keep my mind off of him. Some how he has my every thought. I love him, and probably will always. I thought I knew what love was, but once I lost him, I experienced something so different. I felt my heart break for the very first time of my life. It hurts. It hurts so fucking much.
I feel so broken.
My heart aches. My body is in pain. My mind is going crazy. Why is it that I am still holding on to something that keeps hurting me? I want to let go and I am trying; however, it’s so hard because you keep crossing my mind. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. I am hurt.