No I wasn't ready
Was I supposed to ?
It came in like a tight slap
On tear stricken face
( Everyone goes , everyone leaves )
But they promised to stay
Just yesterday
With pinky fingers entangled on faithful words
They made me believe
They weren't going away
( they don't want you to waste your life grieving )
You think it's on purpose ?
All this screams tearing apart
These tissues I was made of
( Move on ? )
As If I don't try to
Not break down
Just hearing their name
Not spend nights without
Shedding apart thinking
About them ?