It's been so long since I've written,
It's almost like I've forgot.
It's been so long since I was open,
It's almost like I'm not.
I really dont know how to say that,
I am not okay once more.
I really dont know how to say that,
I am not quite sure what for.
Perhaps it's because you're gone,
Perhaps the fact it's all over.
Perhaps it's because you left,
Perhaps the fact I'm a leftover.
It hurts trying to accept the that,
It really is the end.
It hurts trying to accept that,*
It really isn't "boyfriend".
It's been two months and I'm still trying to deal with the fact, the love of my life, is nothing but that, the love of, my life.... not hers...