i don't mean to sound bitter
but
i hope one day you wake up to realize
just exactly what and who
you gave up on.
all the memories we made,
and planned to make,
slipping through our fingers like sand.
loss engulfing slowly, then all at once,
like lapping waves at my bosom;
and i feel that familiar Heaviness return.
drowning in these flooded thoughts and flashbacks of
happy memories that will never see sequels.
i've been struggling to reach the surface,
the constant [online] reminders of
"What Could Have Been" swirling around my mind like
an endless whirlpool of heartbreak and disappointment.
these are all just a bunch of words and ways to say my whole sense of self aches as the time continues to pass.
i try my best not to think of you as
'the one that got away'.
i stayed;
i stood by your side;
i waited.
you're the one who stopped loving me;
you let go of my hand; and
you walked away.