They don't tell you how different it is.
You watch it in the movies,
You hear it in songs.
But you never know heartbreak
Until he's gone,
Until he leaves you with so many questions,
Until you realize that you can't
Control what you're feeling.
The not knowing of how to
Explain how everything feels
Kills you the most
Because you don't know what he wants.
You don't know how to be his.
You don't know if he wants you
To be his.
Yet, you dream of him every night
And you imagine he's by your side,
Arms wrapped around you,
Legs intertwined,
No other place he wants to be.
You wonder if he feels the same way.
If he craves for your body to wrapped
Within his,
If he dreams about finally kissing you,
If he ever has the same questions.
And then you remember,
You can't make him love you.
