Breaking Up Is Hard to Do

You will never love me. Never.

You will never look at me with love in your eyes.

No matter how much I beg.

No matter how often I kiss your back…or give you amazing sex.

You will never love me.

In my mind I have had a million conversations with you.

Going over your excuses and reasons over and over again.

I have picked ‘us’ apart in so many ways.

I have an solution for every reason we should not be together.

We are so perfect, Don’t you see this?

There are so many indicators that tell me this is over.

But I still have these conversations in my mind.

If I could make you want me--I would

I would make you laugh all the time.

I would do anything for you.

I forget sometimes…that we broke up.

And it hurts all over again.

You were suppose to go to the race with me next week.

I can’t seem to convince myself that you won’t be there.

I truly thought you were ‘the one’

I did! It was so perfectly good…until it simply wasn’t anymore.

I can try to tell you how perfect I am for you.

Give you a list of reasons.

I can try to tell you how perfect you are for me.

I cannot lie to myself anymore.

I cannot pretend that I don’t see the truth right in front of me!

I cannot sit by the phone waiting for you to call.

All of the good things that I had with you.

I wonder if I will ever experience them again?

I cannot convince myself that they do exist apart from you.

Because I have never met anyone like you before.