i press my lips against yours roughly and demanding.
my arms around your neck,
your hands at my waist, slowly pushing me away.
i know the tears are cascading, streaming down with no patience whatsoever.
the moment is too bittersweet, too much of a goodbye.
"don't leave me," i whisper, my voice hoarse, cracking like my heart.
you always do.
i let go.
i guess you were right.
nothing is there anymore.
i am a stubborn person until the end.
i wanted to be determined, to not let each other go.
you can't force feelings.
(why did my heart feel like it was breaking? why did i feel so empty, hollow, alone?)