I kept…
Wanting the love that was never given to me…
Chasing after butterflies and dreams…
I kept…
Hoping he would one day see me…
But he never did…
It hurts more than I can bare to admit…
It digs deeper with every torn memory…
What I could have done…
What I didn’t do…
Losing someone you loved…
Is living without being truly alive…
Breathing…
Sleeping…
But the light has dimmed from your eyes…
All the shattered pieces a reminder…
Would it have been better not to love you at all…
To erase this feeling…
This emptiness…
