i know it was the right thing -
that it wasn't fair,
to only give you part of my heart.

but i'm drowning in missing you,
and for the past 29 hours
(29 hours
of not having you)
i kid you not,
all i've done is cry.

i can't eat
and i wish i had ended it because i didn't love you
because that would have been easier
but that's not how it was.

how it was was that i needed time
and it wasn't right to take it
while i was still half yours

(and the funny thing is,
i don't even think
i want him anymore
and i miss you in ways
i didn't know were possible)

maybe i made a mistake but it's
too soon to tell and i'm
too crippled with hurt to know.
you're hurting and heartbroken and
it's my fault
and i care about you more than anyone in the world
(and even so, i've caused you pain)

i love you but
that doesn't mean
i can have you.