Let me go.
Please? Would you let me go? Just stop this. Don’t email me. Don’t write me.
Don’t even start thinking about sending roses to me. Not tomorrow, not on my
birthday, not ever. Stop telling me it’s hard to be without me; stop saying it’s
hard to talk to me, because it gets you thinking about me. Just say good-bye
already, no more words, no more tears, no more trying to make sense of whatever
this was or could’ve ever been. Please don’t try to keep me around. Stop
telling me how much I mean to you. Stop making me think maybe someday,
somewhere we could mean more than what we are now. Just let me go. No more
sharing our days. No more you waiting for the warmth of my messages. No more me
waiting to make you feel warm inside. Please, I’m tired of not sleeping missing
those sleepless nights. Let me forget about you, let me pretend I don’t love
you. Let me forget I was crazy about you and the sound of your voice saying how
much you wish you were here and not miles away. Stop saying you need to talk to
me. Stop saying you want to talk to me. Don’t even start listing my qualities.
Don’t dare say how I deserve so much better. Just leave already. Please? Could you not ask
me to stay? Could you not ask me not to disappear? Just take my hope with you.
Take my hope to her. Just please! Let me start to try to forget about you. Just
do this one last thing for me. Please. Let me go.
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