I try to resist.
I'm not giving in to the temptation
Of going back to you again.
You're standing there
Arms seemingly open
Warm smile on your face.
But I know I can't.
I'll come off as clingy, needy,
Desperate.
So I repeat to myself
In the head,
"You can live without him."
Why am I doing this?
Because I know
You'll take my heart
And throw it forcefully onto the ground,
Making it shatter
Into a thousand pieces
Irreparably broken.
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
I try to resist.
I'm not giving in to the temptation
Of going back to you again.
You're standing there
Arms seemingly open
Warm smile on your face.
But I know I can't.
I'll come off as clingy, needy,
Desperate.
So I repeat to myself
In the head,
"You can live without him."
Why am I doing this?
Because I know
You'll take my heart
And throw it forcefully onto the ground,
Making it shatter
Into a thousand pieces
Irreparably broken.
