Inside My Room

Nothing prepares you for the darkness after a break up
That indescribable pain and loneliness
The long nights waiting for that call back
The call you long for but never comes
You want to hear their voice one last time
But the last time, was the last time
Losing someone to death is one thing
Losing someone who’s still alive is another
It tears you apart
Day by day
It’s a slow torture.
A living hell
Knowing that they still walk the Earth happy
Happy with someone else, that is
How can I take it “One day at a time”
When you were my “Forever and Always”
I guess that was “unless”
Unless you move on and find someone better
Which you did.
There is no closure when losing someone who still walks the same Earth you do
There are constant reminders of them
The song you claimed was “your song” coming on when you start to move on
The constant questions you get from others about them
It’s a never ending horror
The constant reminder of what you had and now lost
Its like twisting the knife in your open wound
In order to grieve, there had to have been love
True love that is.
There is no grief without love
They go hand in hand
There is not one without the other
But as they say, all good things must come to an end
Is this really the end?
Even with the pain they put you through
You still love them
You still yearn for them
You always will
There is no moving on when you lose the love of your life
The cruelest part about grieving the living is that the possibility is there
The possibility that they will come back
They haven’t yet, but there’s a chance
Until they do
I lie here lost in clouds
Inside my room