I’m not going to chase you anymore…
My hands no longer reaching to keep open that door….
Your words burn into me…
Until rejection and abandonment are all I can see…
But you know what they say…if it’s meant to be…
It will be…
I won’t hold on in the hope it will ever be what it used to be before….
I’m letting you go…
As I lay with only my broken heart upon these bare and familiar floors…
