Things you’ll never understand

I love you

But you’re cruel

You are not being the best you right now

And you have hurt me

I’m not someone who can just move on to another

When I gave my heart to you

I’m just trying to get by

And be okay

Without you

I’m just trying to be okay

Without you

You left a big hole in my heart

And the empty space in my bed

And all the thoughts of you

That remain in my head

I need to heal

I need time to heal

Before I even think about being with someone else

And that is something you will never understand

Because you don’t want to see

The real me

You’d rather see

Someone you can hate

And blame

And leave

And not feel bad about it

Because you believe

All the lies you’ve told yourself to be true

It’s much easier for you right now

Than it is for me

But you see what you want to see

And I am left

With this mess

Trying to be okay

Alone. I’ve been locked away

In this room

For days

Trying to be okay

Trying to heal

Trying to deal

alone

While you

At least have your lies

And your booze

To make it through

At least you don’t have to feel

The pain

Of being left

Because of lies

Author: b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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