This love taught me heartbreak in the realist sense.
It’s not that I lost you or even wronged you,
It’s that the circumstance we fell upon
Gives me that pit in my stomach.
The kind of pit that grows relentlessly,
The kind of pit that sticks around.
And the worst part of all of it,
Is I can’t hurt yet
I have to be strong for the both of us
And this is my climb too
But the pit is just growing as I try to do right by you.