I can't believe I loved you.
The mistake was purely mine.
It wasn't you, it was me.
I fell way harder than expected.
Consequences are appearing,
not physically but mentally.
My heart's in pain.
I'm uncertain to if it's still breaking,
or just slowly patching up.
It's time for me to move on,
and I know that.
But how?
How do I move on?
That's a thought I'm probably never going to complete.