Everything wrong, nothing gone right.
Every truth so hurtful, it's hard to bear.
Crying, hurt, worry, scared.
Although love surrounds, understanding lacks,
It's hard to go over the facts.
Tears running, eyes swollen, hardly a word said.
All the memories remembered, hard to forget.
Getting used to the pain is a hard thing to do.
Transitioning back to the innocence, missing him of course.
At this point, I can't think, I can't cry, avoiding conversations.
Everything I now question, about me, about them, about him,
"Was it a lie?", "Am I that stupid?".
Part of me believes it was a lie,
Part of me wants to think a truth was among this confusion.
To me it was clear, and then it all happened.
I was found out.
Everyday I die a little bit more.
Someday, I hope, I will always hope.
I really thought,
or I really wanted for someone to care for me in that way.
All is tempting, but i know it is wrong.
98% of couples from high school don't make it.
I was hoping we were part of that 2%, that we would make it.
Everything is my fault.
I'm so sorry.
M. Fitzgerald
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