You were never mine.
I never held you in my arms.
I never woke up, rolled over, to find you next to me,
looking so innocent and sweet.
I gave you everything I had.
Everything that made my world go round.
But you were never mine.
You left me in pieces.
Mentally, I was drowning in my own head.
Emotionally, I was dead.
I was never able to cleanse you out of my soul.
I was never able to feel whole.
You were my sun.
You were my moon.
But I meant nothing to you.
Although that thought makes me want to run,
that thought makes me want to scream.
Deep down, I knew that it isn't anything new.
So when my heart desperately aches
or even threatens to harshly break,