I'd still wouldn't get over it.
It can be so sickening at times.
But letting go was as impossible as encasing a cloud.
I know I'd never quite understand,
why I write this over and over again.
Why I'd allow the pain to wash over me so many times.
Maybe it's because I just want to remember,
that everything before this was real.
I don't think you'll ever quite understand about how I feel.
But you should,
cause then you won't take me for granted.