Would it be easier to let him go?
Would it hurt less from far away?
I think about leaving,
But thinking is the only thing I do.
Never knew deep friendship would hurt too.
He hurts me—unaware, unknowingly.
Perhaps it’s the “more” that kills me daily.
Sometimes I cry late at night,
Thinking about all the things right.
Shouldn’t it have been enough?
Every day I try to be a little more tough.
But he has this talent to make it all none,
Crumbling me into pieces seen by no one.
I don’t blame him for my suffering;
He is not liable for these happenings.
One never falls for someone by choice
It’s only according to the will of God
He just fell for someone else;
I have no more to speak for myself…
Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 4:27 AM UTC
Would it be easier to let him go?
Would it hurt less from far away?
I think about leaving,
But thinking is the only thing I do.
Never knew deep friendship would hurt too.
He hurts me—unaware, unknowingly.
Perhaps it’s the “more” that kills me daily.
Sometimes I cry late at night,
Thinking about all the things right.
Shouldn’t it have been enough?
Every day I try to be a little more tough.
But he has this talent to make it all none,
Crumbling me into pieces seen by no one.
I don’t blame him for my suffering;
He is not liable for these happenings.
One never falls for someone by choice
It’s only according to the will of God
He just fell for someone else;
I have no more to speak for myself…