i loved too hard again
but i thought this would last
i will always remember what you said
it’s so hard to move past the past

what i’d give to be apart of
your world the way i used to be
give me five more minutes, love
see me the way you did before, please

what hurts most
is loving with all of your being
and still not being enough

this is not permanent
this feeling
this aching of my broken heart
remind my self everyday
this is not permanent

she felt the wind in her hair today
and her drive made her feel something
roads winding every which way
who knows the destination they will bring

she goes through each day
clinging to the hope that things
will get better
because what else is there to cling to?
now

today
she felt slightly okay
and who knows how long
it will last
but we will embrace it
for now

i acknowledge
that i am in pain
and though guilt holds me hostage
i will not give myself all the blame

why is it harder to love myself?
than the one that makes my soul soar?
i guess i’ll have to be kind to me as well
but this will be harder than before