This pain that courses through my blood?
You were in my dreams again.
You stood there with you hands in your pocket looking past me at something in the distance.
As I turned around to see what was drawing your attention,
the ground beneath me began to crack.
It happened so quickly the ground began to separate to two sides.
your side and mine.
Which side was I supposed to stand on?
You took a couple steps and led me to the edge.
You smiled at me and held out your hand,
as I reached out to grab a hold
another hand
grabbed yours instead.
My heart sunk into my chest.
As I saw
Her
take your hand, the slower each second felt to me.
My body shook in convulsions, I forgot how to breathe.
Why did I need to breathe?
I collapsed to the floor as the ground beneath me scraped my knees.
I felt defeated.
"Why does it have to be this way?" I called out to you.
"Because, you get what you deserve."
"It was never meant to be this way," I mumbled.
"Regret will eat you alive. Forget the past. Move on." he said as he pulled Her to his side of the crack.
"Why am I not able to forgive myself?"
"You accept the love you think you deserve."