Loosing You

Five years of waiting.

Five years of patience.

On the sixth i moved on.

Or so I thought.

I couldnt have been more wrong.

we talk after months.

You say those three words.

I cant convey just how hard my heart fell.

You said "Im getting married"

I was standing strong.

Those three words hit harder than a semi truck head on.

What do I do?

What can I do?

It hurts so bad.

Now Im writing this piece to try to figure out what if anything I can do.

I feel pathetic.

Weak.

This once strong man lays curled in bed choked with tears.

I just dont know what to do.

Now Im Loosing You