I Write When I‘m Sad

It hasn’t hurt this much in a long time. I know the pain but I still haven’t figured out how to deal with it. What do you do when your heart is on fire?

Maybe I should’ve just let it be. Maybe I should’ve listened to the voices of reason. The words were few, their meaning unclear. And I don’t know what I’m still holding on to.

I never wanted it to be this way. I never wanted to hurt you. I guess I haven’t got the best timing.

The umbrella breaks in my hand as I walk next to the river. Dry tears fall onto the sand underneath me. The rain mocks my sorrow.

Why can’t anything ever be easy?

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