I don’t know where to start,
how stop my heart from breaking apart.
I tried to hide it,
to pretend that I’m okay.
But the more I denied it,
the more it pained me anyway.
How easily he let go,
how fast he moved on.
Because I love him, it didn’t matter.
Instead of complaining,
I chose to accept it.
Now I’m here all alone,
asking myself where I went wrong.
trying to accept that’s how he is.
But still here I am, hurting and breaking.
I want to let go and move on,
but still I’m waiting and wondering if he might change,
NOw I wait that my phone might ring,
crossing my fingers that everything is unreal.
