hanging

the beginning of an end

and the end of another beginning.

i want to tell you that i'm no different

lets get on with this mess

the cycle moves on

but here i am

i know the truth and its stinging my ears and your sweater is on the end of my bed, just hanging, hanging and i have to wonder

what stage?

what stage?

i feel sick and afraid and like you left me but you didn't and i know i shouldn't care but your sweater... and it hurts, it hurts but i can't care

i don't care

your sweater is so loud

its screaming, in my face, saying look at me, look at me

it's saying everything you refuse to talk about

it says

i love you

but i don't need you

i want you

but i'm not sure

i hate you

but its all show and tell

i kissed her

i led you on

i'm scared

i don't think you're worth it

i know you're everything

but i'm not in love

i love you, i love you, i love you

but you're not enough.

you never will be enough.

so, please, would you

kiss her

love her

whisper in her ear

sing her to sleep

tell her she's the only one

please, leave me

because she is enough.

but

i beg of you,

don't do it with your sweater hanging on the end of my bed.