resources of my happiness

i left because you never asked me to stay.

is there a gaping hole, no.
is there a pain too unbearable, no.
will i survive, yes.

at some point in the past few weeks i realized what
it is i needed, the resources of my happiness and
the steps to reach my goals.

i'm so scared of the decisions i'm making, but i can't
just let them sit and simmer. i need to make an act.

i hear a someone down my hall yelling "please.. i'm sorry"
ten minutes later, i hear a girl crying, her heart breaking.
not caring where she cries, she's on the floor,
trying to keep from choking, and thinking.
i knew that pain, i'm not going to meet it again.