This loss feels kind of hollow,
This pain feels kind of numb.
Wishing it away feels as bad as wanting it to stay.
Tenacity and resilience are not things that can be taught. Well, at least they aren’t things that can be taught in classrooms and schools. Life teaches you those things. People you just happen upon coupled with a series of unforeseen circumstances teaches you those things. And, you either become one of those people who learn them or get crushed by them. Interestingly enough, you do not get to choose which of these you’d prefer. Rather, you wait, live, survive, and hang onto anything around you. Time, when it’s good and ready, hands you your final grade. At this, time, it is yours to keep.
I know I shouldn’t be upset because people are allowed to have their private thoughts, but I am Latin, I can feel whatever I want!
I wish I could write away my feelings for you.
I wished our friendship lived in simplicity
And as you leave,
You could take every memory of us with you.
Time might be the one to eventually heal these wounds.
But, for the time being,
It mostly tortures me with fleeting thoughts of you.
I have prayed and wished and hoped away this residual heartbreak.
It plagues all subsequent friendships and tears apart all signs of new relationships.
Drives me mad from the inside out
No one can understand my obsessive need to get over you,
And you refuse to see why I should ever need to.
But love isn’t pain,
It should never have to feel this way
And when it comes between you and my sanity
I’ll only choose the one who can always be there for me.