Upset from the bitter words.
Using sound judgement on whether to take you back.
Sometimes I just want closure in the hidden answers of reality.
Did you or didn’t you?
How hard is it to speak your mind?
At least looking out the window I can see what’s in front of me.
You left darkness when it was suppose to be sunshine.
An overcast will continue to linger if I don’t let you go.
The heart tugs but the logic is willing to release the confusion and make it the past.
The emptiness can no longer last.