If I even attempted to describe how I'm feeling I know it would be to no avail.
I still love him;
I hurt him and I it's the first mess I can't clean up...
My heart feels like its ripped out of its place and its doing somersaults inside me; yet that description doesn't come close to describing the pain I'm feeling.
I want him to whisper in my ears and smile like he used to.
I miss you I want to scream but I know he will hear but not listen.
I hate him but I love him; I hate it that he doesn't love me anymore.
It's all because of me...myself and...my infidelity.
My Infidelity; not in my actions but in my heart.
I let the hot lava pour from my lips without thinking how he'd feel.
Now it's too late and there's nothing I can do.
It hurts so bad. I need him to love me but the reality is cold.
