One stage of getting over someone you loved is when you start convincing yourself how it wasn’t love and that it was just an illusion.
That stage of denial and the shoving away of memories into boxes and hiding them under a pile of mess.
Whether it’s a right or wrong method, it helps sometimes, and it’s helping at the moment.
I feel like..
You’re moving out of my heart..
And for a moment,
I thought I could move out too..
But thankfully, I didn’t.
The red string is thickening, and fate
Is cheering him on.
When you’re not ready to be aware of it,
But the truth,
When you need to acknowledge it,
There’s a place in hell,
For people like you and me.
My uncertainty for another
Is yours towards me.
Because of it, I’m able to understand
Why you feel the way you do
Or don’t feel the way I do.
Please take it back,
Take it all away,
Tell me we have never been,
And we can never be.
Don’t take me apart
For someone else to figure out.
Love yourself more
And just kick me out of your sight
Allow me to hate the idea of you and I,
As I’m confused why there is no fucking us.