Hole

I never thought it where possible. 

For me to feel this empty. 

But now that I've finally let myself see. 

I miss you terribly. 

Our relationship was short. 

But the love was bright. 

And now. 

I see you with him. 

And I can't help. 

But feel hate. 

And that green monster hangs on my shoulders. 

I can't help.

But be hurt over losing you. 

That weekend was the best I've ever had. 

And how I wish those nights would replay a million times. 

 

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A telling and emotional piece, simple and elegant, well done, good read.

[Carlos]

Thank you.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Your welcome.