Complications

I don’t understand

When do I stop?

When do I stop caring,

Stop needing him?

 

Do I keep holding on?.

Even though I will probably never see him again?

Is he gone for good?

Will he come back to torture my heart again?

 

I’m an empty shell.

I’m dead inside.

I know he never loved me.

He never actually cared.

 

I was the one in the fantasy world.

I imagined that his feelings were real,

That he really cared.

Our relationship was fake.

 

It doesn’t even matter anymore.

I’m alone,

And that’s how it should be.

I’m to complicated anyways.

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[piggy]

There there.
If you've got an issue, get a tissue. :-)

A mixed up love poem. Beaut.