move on

twenty.

Not once,
Did I believe,
That I would need you.
But here I am,
Struggling to breathe,
At three in the morning,
Because you,
Are not here.
Not once,
Did I believe,
That I would want you.
But here I am,
Wishing that your arms,
Were around me
Because it is late,
And I cannot sleep.
Not once,
Did I believe,
That I would love you.
But here I am,
Numb,
Yet feeling everything,
Because you left,
And took my heart with you.