Gone

Every time she says it like she really sees it coming. And I just brush it off, washing away those words thinking about the best that could happen instead of the opposite. If it really does, at this moment, then it's the worst kind of coincidence at the worst timing. I wouldn't know what to feel but one thing's for sure. That I'll be left in remorse of agony. And I'll move on while holding on to this pain for life, despite barely remembering it.