On my own.

Sitting by myself with only time to think about you.

1 minute feels like a lifetime with all the thoughts of us rushing through my head.

Feeling like theres nothing left for me...
here, at least.

As i lay here and ponder what could have been or what was, i slowly start to realize that what was.... wasnt real.

And what could have been wasnt.

I slowly start to lift my self to stand and open my eyes.

I 'm over you and as much as i didnt want to be... i am.

A slight grin comes across my face as i thonk of what and idiot i was being.

Its over.

Good bye and i wish you hell :)