Gone but never over

Love is an evil sentimental combination,

not understood by the naked eye- blind.

Pull the alarm, but it won’t back

down. Feeling safe and sound even

when you’re alone.

No one who knows me like you, won’t

understand how much it means to me.

When it’s good- it’s great. But when it’s not-

I miss it.

Not the same alone, going insane inside.

Feeling grateful, thankful, and strong.

Today may be gone, but it’s never over.

Consider eviction from the heart of

mine. Getting stronger day by day,

moment by moment. Waking up

through a mess. Never wiping the smile

off my face. Not lying to myself anymore.

And I’m fine just saying, I can do better.