Waiting for the anger to kick in so that the pain can recede
Knowing the it will happen sooner or later, but it’s only been two days
Truly not wanting to feel this heartache, but not able to to drown it
No matter how hard I try or wish for it to be that easy
Simply won’t happen yet, and I know that it is as it must be
Begging for a mercy which simply doesn’t exist
There is no way to escape the pain of the loss of love
Of so many unspoken promises, no matter how strongly they were implied
Thinking of him with an entire different life, one which doesn’t include me
At least not in the way in which I had envisioned us being together….fuck, is this real?
Friends once more? I don’t know that I would have the strength for that
As much as I’d like to think that I could be capable of foregoing love
And falling back into friendship, no matter how small it may make me
My heart beats a staccato of hell no, of fuck that, of what the hell for
As much as I crave friendship in my relatively new city, desperation is not that deep.