Breaking Free

Every night when I lie at my bed, I'm longing for your touch.
Every day when I'm awake, I'm longing to be with you.
I loved you, dearly.
Too much in fact.
More than I should have.

I can't go on living like this.
I couldn't on with all these feelings in me.
Hurt? Too much.
Regrets? Some.
Disappointments? Plenty.
Pain? Suffered.

I need to break free.
I am breaking free.