I was under the impression that even with this crippling depression I could count on the thought of you to keep me from my regression into the pain that is felt when you are absent I was wrong.
Β I just wanted to hold you in my arms, I was so scared of letting go, I watched as you walk away, leaving me to my thoughts alone Thinking I'm not good enough.
These thoughts, a Tsunami, its destruction attempting to tear apart my life, taunts and seeks control over me. But I, desperately waiting for you, resist them.
I have been searching for what I could say that would bring you to love me again. I try to call out to you begging for an answer begging for you to come back.
But I know you won't. the nature of the comfort you sought has brought you into another's heart
But I need you! I need you to tell me! I need to know why! Why I wasn't enough?!? Why did you leave!?!? come back.... Β please....
Be the one who accepts me..... Just like you promised.....