Your words
That you probably
Never really thought about
Stung hard.

You and me
Is still unclear
But I really thought
That one thing was clear.

I guess I really was
Just holding onto
That single hope
That you gave me.

Now that single hope
Is fraying and tearing
Your words strike it
Over and over.

I don’t know
How much longer I can take this
Before I let go altogether
And move on.