She didn’t say anything, no feelings, no emotions, nothing, just walked away.
I’m sorry if I’m not good enough for you, honestly, I tried to give everything, anything.
I waited, longed, believed that you’ll come back, prayed that you’ll give me another chance.
I plead, cried, weep, sob, and grief, every morning became another heartache.
It’s as if I’m cursed, ruthless, breathless, I hate the way it feels.