Bleeding Poetry

Heartbreak (Him)

His P.O.V.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

I nodded.

I can't tell her I wasn't, she tried to cheer me up.

So I wasn't telling her that I'm mentally going insane and that there are hurricanes and tornadoes of unknown insecurities rising and falling inside.

I am not okay.

How can I be?

Why is she doing this?

I mean of course she knows I was trying to maintain distance from her.

One moment she tells me we're done and next she's here taking care of me like always.

Why?

I just can't understand.

Why does she care so much?

I was feeling helpless and so vulnerable.

I wanted her here by my side.

For always.

But at the same time I do not want to stay near her.

It's hurts to have her in front of my eyes but not in my life, in my arms.

It feels like ingesting hot lava.

My stomach is burning inside.

It hurts to talk to her knowing that she's not with me anymore.

My heart feels so heavy.

I want the whole sky to engulf me just along with the sun rip me apart into tiny pieces and scatter me somewhere far so I wouldn't be able to feel what I'm feeling right now.

I'm so helpless.

I'm not okay.

I'll never be.