It doesn't have to be this way.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

Goosebumps, shivers,
Not because it’s cold,
But because you hurt.

Red eyes, wet cheeks,
Not because of laughter,
But because you hurt.

Emptiness, darkness,
Not because it’s night,
But because you hurt.

Who knew this much pain was possible?

They walked away remember.

But you’re still going to be here,
Whenever they decide to come back.

If they decide to come back.

No matter what they do,
No matter how much it hurts,
You’re always going to be there,
And you’ll just keep telling yourself,

 

 

‘It doesn’t have to be this way’

The End

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