It Hurts Every Time

A poem about loving and losing.

Boxes packed
Feelings still scatterd
Never realized
This place really mattered
Vacant nails hang
Empty closets sit
Keep thinking about my decision
To call it all quits
I did it for me
I did it for you
It was over for so long
Somone had to
I made the choice
I pulled the cord
A happier life
That will be our reward
Walking away now
For the last time
Look if you want
I am not ashamed to cry
Loving and losing
It hurts every time