On the days when I’m most busy You hardly even cross my mind And the love that I still feel for you I can pretend is far behind

I feel the rush of anxiety, Adrenaline floods to my head.


I held your hand There was no warmth in it You’re fingers felt awkward It just wasn’t a fit …


You can hate me with every sunrise Despise me with every mountain you see Loathe me with every breath And vilify me in every story Still I rise and pray for you …

Even Still.

While irritation is definitely a prevalent feeling at the moment. It changes nothing. I am who I am, I have done what I have done, and I feel what I feel. I’ve said my goodbyes to you and that won’t change. I don’t want to ever see you again, but I will always pray for … More Even Still.