You could be anyone, anywhere, doing anything
but your someone, somewhere listening to me.

You could be nobody, or everybody just living your life
and what a life it could be

As long as it takes for me to throw away your hoodie,
that's how long it will take.
The thing is, it doesn't feel like it's mine to throw away.
But then again, I wasn't yours to throw away.
And that didn't stop you

It's 3 am
We ended two hours ago

I tried to call the number my psycologist gave to me
She told me to call it if I ever felt the urge of doing it again

So I did, I tried calling, but no one answered
It's meant to be, it has to happen and it has to happen now,
before  I overthink and change my mind

when you got me
the moment i finally became yours
i showed you parts of myself that i've never showed anyone
you couldn't handle it,
so you destroyed me
tortured me to the point where i  no longer were myself
i wasn't alive
you not only made me hate myself
but you made me hate everyone around me
including the one I used to love the most in the world.
You

The scent of you is soaring around like an atmosphere in my room while you sleep.
I can't help but to breathe it in and smell.
My eyes starts to water as I think of you and her together.
Am i crying now again?
Probably best that I wipe my tears before you wake up and ask me "what's wrong?"  and I'm forced to lie.
How do you tell a person that they are the reason?
The reason to why I am crying.
The reason to why my heart hurts.