GOOD BYE!

I can't believe I am writing this again. It's too soon to grieve of a lost love.

All the dashed hopes, gapping wounds and itchy scabs.

I stay online, to see whether you are there, just to feel a glimpse of your presence.

I stay looking at our thread. The promises we made, the plans we had...it was beautiful, yet shamefully short-lived.

I'd like to tell you about my day. 

I'd like to probe you on why you didn't fight harder. Were the reasons you gave valid for this to end? 

How could forever have a limited time? 

My chest is heavy, my heart is numb. 

I could be walking or watching and the next minute bawling uncontrollably.

This pain, this void;

It hurts. It freaking hurts.