The night I left you were sitting in your chair with your head in your hands. Trying to understand what went wrong when it was me all along. I looked around the room and something felt off. Music softly humming filling the space like a ghost. I walked to the window to get some fresh air as I struggled to catch my breath and drew the curtains to find concrete and I wept. I packed my things and said my goodbyes. Telling you I didn't love you and I was wasting my time. I thought distance could fix all my issues and I would finally feel the breeze through satin curtains but those windows proved to be concrete as well.
This is about a break up were I was not mentally stable and felt like it was the relationships fault so I cut the person I was dating out of my life but after they left I was still just as ****** up as before and I was broken hearted. It's been a long journey but I'm finally feeling better about myself now and Ive been missing them.