a frame

i don't know how much longer i should wait for a miracle to happen. i do believe in miracles but believing in this isn't part of it, i miss you so much i feel lost, numb. the fact that i can't do anything hurts. it hurts to hold on onto something that was never yours why do i do this to myself. sometimes i wonder why do i even like someone beyond my league, beyond my expectations. at the end of the day i end up hurting myself, i keep on lying to people that i'm fine, i'm great, i'm definitely alright. this frame it has been covering all those sadness i bear. i'm afraid to tell my friends about it because i know they might get bored of it me being sad for the same old thing. i just don't know why i can't let go i really want to, looking at how awful things are right now its ripping my soul apart. we don't even talk to each other anymore, we don't even see each other anymore. i wouldn't mind not talking to you, seeing you everyday is enough but it's too late to mend what has been broken. which is my heart. it's too late.

and i am more than this frame, i feel hurt and i feel shame. i just wish you would feel the same. Flesh & Bone, Keaton Henson

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