Somewhere Between Day & Night

How can you sit there and refuse to look at me

after all that we've been through?

Haven't you hurt me enough?

I loved you more than anything —

losing you felt like losing me, too.

You follow me into my dreams

and I wake up suffocating.

I want to forget you,

but you're always in my subconscious

waiting — lingering — leaving me longing.

I forgive you, I forgive you, I forgive you...

won't you forgive me too?

Please just let me move on.

I don't need closure,

I just need you to stop haunting me.

Every time I try to talk to you,

the words catch in my throat.

What I really want to say gets stuck in the space

between my ribs.

I haven't heard you say my name in four months

and I'm forgetting how your chest feels against mine.

I want to cry for all the things left undone and unsaid.

You slammed the door in my face

before I got the chance to say I'm sorry.

To say goodbye.

I still carry the grief close,

almost like I am afraid to live without it.

It's the feeling of the heat on full blast,

pulling into your driveway for the very last time.

Everything is rotting and I know I need to let you go

but sometimes it feels like

you're the one who's following me.