I walked down the hallways.
Sympathetic looks passed my way.
People asked if I was ok.
But I knew most of then didn't care.
People in this world thrive for drama.
They only wanted to know about what happened.
But they will never know.
My life is not their source of drama.
I turn and catch his eye,
But before a word is said he turns away.
I fake a smile as my friends surround me.
I tell them I ended things,
And don't speak another world about it.
No one knows my pain.
No one will ever understand.
He did, but I lost him.
He needed better.
I needed space.
Days go on and the true loneliness of the situation sinks in.
I feel like I'm drowning right below the surface,
I'm gasping for air.
I'm swimming as hard as I can,
But I'm still drowning.
And every time I feel like I'm over things,
Like I'm finally above the surface,
Reality sinks in
And so I began to sink once more.
As time passes I feel the pain being lifted,
He happy and so I'm happy.
And each day gets better.
Little by little.
