so it hurts, the process getting there.
like how else am i supposed to ease myself.
all i do is pretend and act like i don’t care.
but at the end of the day, that won’t even help.
if you were to leave anytime soon, i’d regret the night i said i love you.
only because my heart, feeling so heavy now, wouldn’t be able to stop from breaking in two.
but you can go as you please, please don’t stay cuz of me.
best way to love is by setting this love of mine free.
don’t bother checking in, please don’t be sorry.
i’ll survive this on my own, no need to worry.
i’ve lived before you, and will live again soon.
this is just one more hell i gotta go through.
in the meantime, it helps to let it out now as i do.
hopefully in time, ill come out of it, feeling brand new.
so please go when you’re ready to go.
i only ask that you let me know.
then leave me be, so i deal with it alone.
the best way i know, writing about it on my own.