I had gone the whole day
for the first time ever
without
thinking about you.
Well,
almost.

I went to check my inbox
and noticed you texted me.
You texted me.

I was just getting over you.
I thought we were done
talking.
But you sent me a text saying
"This is how I feel about you"
with a song connected.

I listened
on the verge of tears;
the crying words of Paramore
reached towards my chest
broke my ribs
and clenched my heart
tightly
in its gentle hand.

At first
Pain
surged through my body.
Then
Warmth
caressed my whole being.
Pain
because of past emotions
rising from the
deepest
most secretive
parts of my heart.
Warmth
because the thought of
He still cares.

So I texted back,
we talked for a little while.
And I
cherished
every
single
word.

Because it was the first time
in months
where he wasn't
bitter
angry
and sad.
He was happy
and he had moved on.

Which made me happy
because
I finally got some closure that
all is good,
I guess.

But when he said good night.
All the happiness
All the Warmth
left the night with him.
And I was just left with
pain
and emptiness.

Love Hurts.