And the sick thing is..
If you messaged me
I'd reply
If you called me
I'd answer
Since we stopped talking
I feel so alone
My phone is quiet
But there is an internal riot
Between my mind and heart
My mind is loud
My heart is louder
My days seem colder
Cloudier
Longer
Sadder
You just linger
e v e r y w h e r e
Was moving here a mistake?
Or was this a step that I needed to take?
Was my mind and heart the ultimate stake?
You're there, but you're not
You're always in my head
And heart
I waited 5 years
You came back
Then I waited 6 months
You came back again
I know you told me to move on
But I'll keep holding on
With every fibre of my being
I'm stubborn
I'm not giving up
History always repeats itself with us
Sooner or later
I hope you'll come back
e v e n t u a l l y
The inevitability of the inevitable