When

When does this get easier?
When does the pain go away?
When can I talk to you again?
What can I even say?
When are you going to reach out?
Or will that even happen again?
Why do we pretend not to notice
What happened to being friends?

Does it hurt you as much it does me
To pretend that you’re not right there,
To ignore your posts,
To pretend that I no longer care?
Or have you moved on now
And no longer play pretend?
The feelings that you once felt
Had finally reached their end?
You moved on to a life without me,
After giving me such hope.
Of a life and love together,
Now all I do is mope.

When does this get easier?
When does the pain go away?
When can I talk to you again?
What can I even say?
When are you going to reach out?
Or will that even happen again?
Why do we pretend not to notice
What happened to being friends?

Deleted your photos from my phone,
Deleted all of your texts.
I thought that I was strong,
That I could move on.
Thought that I could handle
What comes next.
Instead, I pretend not to notice,
I pretend not to see
My feelings and emotions
I hide deep inside me.
But every now and then they surface
And I have to hide my pain,
Or I lash out at someone else.
When I’m forced to feel again.

You promised a new life together
One of happiness and joy
You’d take away my sadness
Be my always and forever
Now I’m drowning in my madness
Knowing that I could hold you never

When does this get easier?
When does the pain go away?
When can I talk to you again?
What can I even say?
When are you going to reach out?
Or will that even happen again?
Why do we pretend not to notice
What happened to being friends?