A Cliche

A Cliché

I think about her night and day
I know that just sounds cliché
Yet somehow she snuck into my heart
Becoming the only one who could tear me apart
Filling me with feeling until I want to die
Until there is nothing to do but cry
Only because she makes me so happy
I hate it when shit turns all sappy
What do I do if its actually true
When everything feels so new
How can I go back to the start
Still wishing we’d never part
Wishing I’d never leave
Wishing she wouldn’t grieve
What have I done
I lost the one