#not over you

“tell me to move on. i’m always going to be thinking in possibilities; possibilities that we can get back together, possibilities that things can go back to the way they were, possibilities that you love me, still. and that’s going to drive me mad. so, please. tell me to move on. for my own sake. i can’t unless i hear you say it.”

-tell me you don’t love me like you said you did. c.r.

“i still love you. you know that right? i always did, probably always will. lord knows i was never good at letting things - or people - go.”

-and other things i’ll never tell you. c.r.

every night, i think back

to what we had and where it went wrong

all my friends said, “he’ll hurt you”

guess i really should’ve known it all along

i wonder if i’ll see you someday,

flashback to when we first met in your lonely little town

i’ll smile tightly and say “you look good”

and i’ll get deja vu when you say, “you too”

god, i really should’ve known right from the start,

that someday you’d shatter my heart

and the only thing that break really did was break us apart

and the girl you love now, was she worth it?

are you happy with the life you chose?

maybe you hate me now, maybe you blame me for what happened,

but darling,

our shadows, they know what they know

-can you blame me for running? c.r.

I’m finally starting new again…I’m not sure if that thought’s more refreshing or terrifying.

MK Ireland #247 : leaving you