I lay in bed remembering how you left.
I remember your words, and how no tears fell when you told me.
I was paralyzed. I couldn't move, speak, or tell you how much I loved you because at that point I don't know if I did anymore.

I didn't want to believe, but as the sheet of memory falls over e, I remember I wanted to getaway. To get away from you and the pain. From the memories that should've been lost a long time ago.

I do still love you and I do still miss you,... But it might just take a while for you to return that love and longing for something better than this.