Sometimes we
keep trying to reach out to someone unreachable.
They tell
us it’s over but we can’t believe it.
We
urge them not to give up on us, to keep trying. But they say too little too late.
We tell them they never said anything to us, that
we don’t want it to end, that it’s not fair and that they should give us a second
chance. Tell me what to do we plead, incredulous, because we still love them... But the love is gone from their eyes.
It’s over.
And trying to get them back is like trying to water a dead plant.
