It’s too early in the day for me to feel this helpless
It’s too late for me to say something to change us
The most crushing part
Of you leaving
Is you taking everything I had left
Of us
Of me.
I’m spinning
My nose is running
I can’t feel my throat
And I don’t even care what I could look like
I just want to know you’re here
You can’t even be here.
Now you’re even further than before.
And I’m sitting here wondering what the difference
Between then and now is
Because you actually left long ago
But hearing it
Out loud
Rips me to pieces.
The absolute worst part,
not knowing whether I should expect you to come back
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
It’s too early in the day for me to feel this helpless
It’s too late for me to say something to change us
The most crushing part
Of you leaving
Is you taking everything I had left
Of us
Of me.
I’m spinning
My nose is running
I can’t feel my throat
And I don’t even care what I could look like
I just want to know you’re here
You can’t even be here.
Now you’re even further than before.
And I’m sitting here wondering what the difference
Between then and now is
Because you actually left long ago
But hearing it
Out loud
Rips me to pieces.
The absolute worst part,
not knowing whether I should expect you to come back
