(I) feel so lost
because you're the one
who said we shouldn't run
when there's a problem,

and you're the one
who said you (never) wanted me
to write over a broken heart again.

I've grown (tired) because even
when I cautiously fall,
I still fall too **** hard.

You did what you thought was best,
and I'm proud (of you) for
doing so,
but please don't expect me
to be okay.

-k.w