WHEN DID IT END?

When did it end?

When did I stop craving your attention?

For your care?

When did I start to distance myself?

When did I stop caring?

When did my walls go up? '

Facing grief due to division without wanting to let go. It’s funny,

I used to feel your presence and anxiously wait to see you...

And now?

I disappear when you are around.

I dread this feeling!!!

Is it me?

You’re my everything, and that will never change.

But for now,

Please let me fly.

I don’t want to do this alone, but I want space.

Maybe then I’ll be back to you. Maybe then things will go back to how it was. Wishful thinking, I know, but hey, a little wish never hurt anybody, yeah?

Things are gonna be okay!

 

 

Cerry