No one told me love would be so hard.
But here it is.
And now,
now I'm torn.
I never wanted to know the meaning of heartbreak.
Yet.
Yet somehow I know you're here and hurting too.
Its sick.
My head aches,
my stomach's turned,
my heart beats
just a bit too quickly
when I think of what happened,
between he and I.
Somehow.
Somhow I'll find it in me to forgive you.
Because the alternative is
unimaginable.
A future stuck with this sickly emotion.
How easily we hurt each other.
How easily things fall apart.
Yet.
I have never known such joy.
I'm not giving up on that.
