They say you have to let him go, but how do you let go of someone who, never even was yours? They say you have to stop thinking about him, they say you have to move on, but how do you move on, when every time you look at him, you can’t stop yourself from falling for him. How does she tell them that she knows she has to move on, that she knows it is wrong but it still feels the most right thing to do, that she still feels that he’s the best thing that has ever happened to her, that the fear of never meeting someone so unprecedented as him is not letting her move on.
All she can do is keep asking, WHY? Why does the wrong have to be so right? Why does she have to act like it doesn’t matter anymore, why does she have to look at him and know he’ll never feel the same for her, why does she have to see her world falling apart and worse, blankly stare at it, that why does she have to act that she doesn’t care, that why does she have to act like she doesn’t think about it anymore, but all she can think about is him. He and his stupid smile, that could turn any frown upside down, he and the dimple on his cheek, he and those never standing still eyes, why does she have to say, JUST TIRED when its lot more than that. Why?
He was someone they write poetries about she would say, he was someone who loved to question the metaphors in those poetries, he was Orphic, he was everything she wanted, he was right yet he was wrong, he was wrong yet he felt right.
And here she is stuck for days thinking how funny it is that the heart makes no noise when it cracks yet the pain is almost unbearable, how empty one person can make you feel, funny how a person can make you question every fact you once believed. Falling for him was falling in an abyss; there was no going back and this is when she knows it is the emptiness that weighs the most.