How many times will you hurt over what's already ended, over and over, in all the little ways, in all the big ways, in all the ways that matter?
You tell other people that actions speak more than words, and that they should listen to what people are showing them.
But you're blind to what's in front of you, over and over.
Unwilling to let go, even though you've been let go of.
There's nothing to hold on to, what the fuck are you doing?
