I knew I shouldn't have let myself be optimistic.
And now you told me.
You don't feel the same.
I say it doesn't hurt,
But deep down,
You have just killed me.
I want to cry.
I want to be held.
I want you to leave so I can heal....
But we both know that will never happen...
I have the luxury of time as you say,
but now all this time,
is just more time for me to mourn.