pained
I just woke up to that empty feeling you get when you realise she's not there. The sick-tasting feeling of deep regret and hurt. Sometimes I look at her and think theres still hope for us. Maybe a glimmer of love in her eyes, the playful, flirty smile she flashes. Then it disappears as quickly as it surfaces and I feel empty again. I am just not ready to let her go, to let us go. I cannot believe that the small part of her that still wants to give us a chance, will not emerge with time. I'm not ready to give up on the most beautiful thing in my life.
Ste
Ste