6:38 PM

6:44 PM Cassie 0 Comments

At some point,
I think I deserve to know.
I deserve to know why you had to leave.
I deserve to know why you had to hurt me this much.
I deserve to know why you left without an explanation.
Sometimes,
I wish you just gave me a fake reason,
just so I'd have something to know,
so I could move on
because I know why things didn't work out.
But at the end of every day,
I'd go back accepting how things have turned out.
I guess
I never really wanted to hear the reason why,
I never wanted to know.
I'd like to keep things unsaid,
explanations unexplained,
because maybe if I get to know why,
it'll only crush me more,
knowing that I am not enough.
But there's one constant thing for me:
I didn't want you to go.