The rage in my body only grew as i felt another warm salty tear roll down my cheeks.
But what’s the point of rage if looking at the word mango we can already see that man-go.
People come and go, but i hoped u stay.
Life is simply about seeing who cares enough to stay.
You chose to go…
Took my one chance at happiness and crushed it.
I know you won’t come back through the door
but i’m not ready to accept that.
The late nights are getting later
And yet I lay not moving a single muscle
looking up at the ceiling and thinking why you left.
I know you won’t come back through the door
But i’ll stare at it and cry into the carpet floor.
The sound of the ocean waves washing over my feet reminds me of the waves of life that are soon to hit me.
- him leaving.