Some days,
I hate you more than words can encrypt.
Some days,
I miss your arms wrapped around me.
Some days,
I cry to my heart’s content blurred by love and hate.
Even through these days,
I must remind myself you are no longer the person I’ve come to know.
A whole 360 of your life was flipped.
Knowing the person you are,
Hurts a lot.
You were suppose to be it.
The one to change my name.
All out the window.
If I’d know the whole truth,
I still feel like it could’ve been different.
Sadly though we don’t get those chances to see.
Not when enough is enough.
Losing the faith that you’d be different.
Gone.
If only it ended differently. If only you could compromise with me.