Let Her Go (Already Broken Sequel) {J.B.}

She was hurt and she was broken and she didn't feel the same.
She didn't smile how she used to,
Nowadays the only smile she could muster covered not even a quarter length of how it used to.
The things that used to make her heart race didn't have the same affect,
And she hated the reason why.

She got to a point where she couldn't handle the feeling of sadness.
It all got to be too much, and by the time she realized it there was nothing she could do but feel it.
She craved it; the feeling of sadness.
It had such an affect, much more intense than being happy ever did.
For at this point she'd rather feel than not feel at all.

He wasn't the same without her name being added after his in conversations.
They were no longer "he and she" and that killed him more than anything.
To think that he no longer had her at the tips of his fingers,
That he could no longer reach her at the press of a button.
She was gone, and he was convinced he wasn't in her mind near to at all.

It was the worst pain he'd ever felt.
Never did he think emotions could have such a power over somebody.
Never did he think she meant it when she said "this is your last chance."
But she did... she really did.
And now that he couldn't have her he wanted her more than anything.