why do I continue to fight when you tell me it's over? I've seen this coming for so long. sometimes I thought the waiting was unbearable. but now that it's here, everything in me refuses to accept it.
why do I continue to fight for you and for us? it's that little thing deep inside me that thinks that we can work it out. that belief that this isn't it. this couldn't be it. all those years wouldn't lead to this. shouldn't lead to this.
why do I keep getting back up after so many times you've hurt me? it's because I still believe that the person I loved, love, is still somewhere in there, loving the person I have become. that the person you have become will love who I am now, too.
but no amount of fighting brings you back to me. that little kernel burning inside me is dying down. I am near to giving up. I choose to give up. but I cannot let go completely because that hope inside me may be dying, but it is still there.
hope is the enemy.
No comments:
Post a Comment