I’ve struggled to find the time

To explain that I’m not really here anymore and it’s not good enough

To say that I’m busy or that I don’t miss you or that it wasn’t real enough

To take me away from what I’m doing and you’re kind enough

To give me space and to leave me alone because I’m not brave enough

To tell myself how I really feel and I know that I’m strong enough

To make do without it and I don’t need to torture myself I have had enough

Too much actually