Midnight is approaching,
and I’m here thinking about you.
I wish I wasn’t.
I hate that I still am,
and that it’s been nine months now.
I can’t help but wonder if you’re happy,
if I ever cross your mind,
and why I wasn’t enough.
I’ll never understand what happened to us,
but I’ll miss you always.
Maybe one of these days I’ll tell you that.
Fire & Female 