Three Simple Words

I love you. Three simple words filled with such misery. You say them and then you say goodbye. Your bags are packed with a heavy heart. Was it something I said? Was it something I did? Why was she better? What is wrong with me? Tiny blue pills are given to fill the void and to fake the happiness I once felt. The pain is still there hidden by a dark haze. Lying await for the opportune moment to break me down all over again. I take more pills to fill a bigger void but you’re still not there. The dreams are fading. The tears still come. I see no escape. I’m just alone with sad three little words to you that you will never hear. I love you.