Shattered

Today was the first time in our 6 years relationship that I asked for a break up.

Maybe it was me and my feelings got unconcerned.

Maybe it was me sick and tired of a quarreling relationship. 

Maybe it was me and my emotions ride.

Maybe it was me that wasn't understanding enough. 

After so long, I didn't thought that I would mention the word break because I told myself we came so far and I need to be tolerable and accountable for my feelings and action. Whatever I say, whatever I do it would affect the both of us.

Maybe what I just wanted after I pushed you away was another tight hug given back to me.

You said you think it through, you said the same thing will happen again, you said I was never the same old me again.

My heart's shattered, my souls broken.

It's time for you to go.

No matter how much I want you back, you're never returning. 

Never giving me back the same love you did.

Everything has changed. 

"Change is the only constant"

You don't even tell me where you go,

probably you think it's because the phone has no battery, you will be fine. 

To me, telling me where you are can make me at ease. At least I know where you are.

Now, I don't even get the chance to ask.

I just need more love and concern.