Its funny how love works.
One day you have it, the next you don't.
You end up finding out how love really works,
the way you love someone so much it hurts.
Never thought it was possible but it proved you wrong.
Some days you try to find a getaway from all the pain,
but it never seems to work.
Just makes the depression even worse.
Day after day you end up being unable to let go of the past.
You think about it day and night wishing for the pain to go away.
Never able to get the thought out of your head.
Wanting to just run away and let someone else take your place.
A month goes by,
and you are now numb from all the pain.
Although you are still wishing for it all to go away.
Another month passing by,
you think the pain is gone and that it was just a bad dream.
But right when your back on your feet the phone rings,
you answer with a cheerful hello that ends with a terrible goodbye.
The past has come back to haunt you,
the call informs you that its not over, that theres nothing you can do.
The past is beginning to repeat itself,
and theres nothing you can do.
