A week ago I was so in love. Then the next day it was over. He ended it. A month together. Two weeks after Valentine’s and announcing us as a pair to the world. He ended it. And I’m just left numb and wondering what the hell happened. All I can say is thank god for Milo otherwise I’m not sure I would’ve particularly cared about getting up and about in a morning and probably would’ve just stayed in my room in my pyjamas wallowing.
It’s going to take me a long time to get over this, I think. I was so sure that he was the one and we were endgame. Clearly not.
Still, as I seem to do everytime I want to figure out my feelings as of late, a poem sprang to mind. This is that poem.
A million pieces on the floor
My heart is broken
Shattered
Scattered
A million pieces on the floor
And I’m left grieving
Seething
Screaming
About a million questions and more
I’m lost
I’m lonely
I’m feeling lowly
Wondering what went wrong
I’m back again
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
To find the love where I belong
