Feel Bitter, Better

How can I spell it out? Losing someone you never had To see him without meeting To talk to him with words you don’t want to hear Has it been this difficult? I’m emptied after I poured myself to a bottomless cup I’ve hoped for the moments that aren’t bound to happen This feeling, to walk away without passing When will this end? To not do anything and still feel exhausted To kiss a frog and disappear To be hurt and have no authority to feel so Why? Never better, never been well I’m digging through a puddle of mishaps I can’t let this pain be on a playlist I will start over. Won’t look. Won’t even hover.