I was reaching, reaching for something that wasn't there.That sense of security with your arms wrapped around me, now but they were idle by your side.
There is no way to confront the reality in front of me.
Your face that once had a grimacing half smirk now turned to a frown of despair.
It is almost as if you vanished into thin air.
Somedays I’m strong.
Somedays I’m weak
and on those vulnerable days I just want to tell you all about it, but how that would be irony.
You’re the reason of all my pain,
so why do I want to chase that?
Why do I think I need that?
I look outside the window pane, just like the the movements of the bus’ wheels turn round and round, so does my thoughts consume my mind, reliving every moment in agony,
WHY did I do that?
Why?

Because I’m better off this way.
I’m better off living without him,
I’m better off not intermixing my emotions and complexity of the situation especially since he's not ready for.
So why waste my time,
if money is no object than why did he flee?
Off in the distance without a t

race.
ethnicity.
We simply were not meant to be.